Disclaimer: I don't own Until Dawn, its plot/story or characters. Those rights go to Supermassive Games and Sony Computer Entertainment.

She didn't know whether it was the biting wind or the feeling of pure despair, but Beth didn't turn her head to let the monster know what it did to her. It took her sister. Or worse. With all that was going on that night, she couldn't help but assume worse. She kept on bawling as if the creature wasn't there and didn't show any attempt at defence.

Just when the monster screeched in her ear, Beth readying herself for her demise, it was engulfed in a wave of flames prickling at the teens's face. With everything that was going on around her, Beth covered her face in her hands and completely collapsed to the cold rocky ground uncaring of the madness in front of her.

She squeezed her eyes up and covered her ears as she tried her hardest to shut out the sounds of the monster being destroyed with the stranger's flamethrower. Once the screams came to an end, so did the creature's movement.

It took her forever, but Beth managed to muster up the courage to look up at the man before her. Her head snapped to the creature and frantically backed away in fear when a flaming face emerged from the body and swirled away as a scream was heard.

All she could do was stare. She had no idea what the hell was going on and the only thing she could think about was Hannah and how selfish she was to leave her like that.

The stranger came up to her she extended a hand to help her up. Beth, with a shaking hand, slowly took the man's hand and pulled herself up. He cautiously turned his head in all directions, not letting his guard down and still tightly clutching his flamethrower.

He looked back at the teen. "We better get outta here before the other one comes back." And with that, he left. Beth watched him go, unsure of what to do at this point. On the one hand, she barely knew who this man was so why should she trust him? On the other, however, he saved her life and despite everything she had experienced that night, she didn't exactly want to run into one of those things again.

It was a no brainer. Wiping her blurry eyes dry, she hastily followed after him.

The old man led Beth out of the unknown territory showing that, if you travelled long enough, there's actually a possible way out. He opened a door and a huge gust of cold wind burst in almost knocking Beth down. Even with the green jacket on, her body was still shivering frantically. She looked to the stranger for any kind of expression but got nothing.

Dragging her feet through the snow, she ventured further and further with her saviour for several minutes (in complete silence) until they came face to face with a towering building that looked a tad sinister in the dark.

Beth had never seen anything like it before and something about the place just screamed danger. From the outside it looked pretty old and decayed and dreaded knowing what the purpose of it was. She almost had a heart attack when she saw the stranger open the door and enter the building. Was he fucking suicidal? Given what he was up against minutes ago, her mind answered yes.

Reluctantly, she followed him through the door against her better judgement. She looked all around her and saw that somehow the building was even bigger than the outside. The whole place was dark and gloomy and looked as if was about to fall apart. Even the mere sight of it could strike fear into one's heart. If this was where the stranger lived, then he must've had guts.

The awkward silence between the two became unbearable for Beth as she was desperate to know what the hell was going on. As they passed through another doorway, Beth was ready to ask her questions, when a feral animal jumped out and blocked her path.

She jumped and backed away in fear as the wolf growled at her, bearing its teeth like it was ready to attack her. The stranger turned around at the noise and casually walked over to the animal. To Beth's surprise and confusion, he petted the wolf softly like it was a dog and he instantly calmed down, but was still weary at the sight of Beth.

The old man chuckled. "Sorry about that. They're not a big fan of strangers." Beth was about to ask "They?" but another wolf trotted over to man's side, whom he also stroked, answering her question.

The two of them continued walking, with Beth keeping a cautious eye on the two wolves making sure that they didn't attempt at pouncing at her. They soon came to a stop at what appeared to be a small camp. The stranger took a seat and Beth did the same. He took his bag off his back and started rummaging through it like Beth wasn't there. She just sat there awkwardly.

Her mind drifted to Hannah. She was still trying to comprehend what had happened and what she saw. She had come face to face with an inhuman creature but Hannah could've endured worse. Just by looking at it, she could tell that this was no harmless creature. It almost ripped her to shreds. That possibility made her think about her sister. A million scenarios ran through her head as to what could be happening to her right now. For the sake of her sanity, she pushed those thoughts down.

She looked back at the old man who was now writing in some sort of notebook. She couldn't bear the silence any longer.

"Do you mind telling me what is going on?", she demanded, getting sick of the man ignoring her.

He looked up at her with a uninterested expression. "You're welcome for saving your life."

"Yeah, well where were you when my sister was in danger?", she spat, trying to fight back tears.

The man leaned in, showing that he was now dead serious. "Your sister was left alone with that thing; she was already dead."

Beth couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was he seriously blaming her for what happened? The more she thought about it, the more distraught she felt. No. It wasn't true. Hannah was out there, she knew it.

"I don't believe that for a second." The stranger raised an eyebrow at her, a little impressed at her confidence.

He then chuckled. "If you knew what was goin' on in these mountains, then you would."

"Then tell me.", she demanded. She had to know. She deserved to know.

The old man shook his head. Was this girl serious? "No. I only came to save your skin." He stood up. "The least I can do is take you back to your friends."

Beth followed suit and didn't let her crippling fear faze her. "And tell them what? That my sister's missing?! Or worse?!" She balled her fists as she tried to keep her burning fury at bay. "I'm not leaving without Hannah."

"I told you, she's already dead."

The more she heard that word, the more she wanted to punch him. "And I told you that I don't believe it." She thought about her friends and her family. "I can't face them. Not when I was supposed to protect her and failed. I won't be able to live with myself if I leave it like this."

The old man turned his back to her and stood there for several moments as if he were deep in thought. He came to the conclusion that this girl was suicidal and didn't know the first thing about surviving in the mountains. But he couldn't keep this secret for long. If he did return Beth to her friends, then they'd all be pulled into some investigation, giving him no chance of defeating the monsters. She didn't seemed fazed by his protests and could tell that she wasn't backing down anytime soon.

He turned back and Beth hadn't moved a muscle. She stood there searching his face for any kind of response. He picked up his bag. "Alright. I'll tell ya what we're up against and what goes on in these mountains. But I'm warning ya, it's more than dangerous."

Beth couldn't tell if she was supposed to be relieved or terrified. "So you're gonna tell me what those… things were?", she asked nervously.

The stranger chuckled and walked up to the teen. "Tell ya? I'm gonna show ya."

So as you can tell things are about to get interesting. Thanks to everyone reading the story and hope you enjoyed.