As Quinn went back in the direction the two girls had come from, Amy swung her flashlight around, letting luck decide which direction she would choose. She looked to her left, seeing a small clearing and wondered if anyone wandered through there while hiding. With one hand on her flashlight and the other beside her phone in her pocket, ready to message anyone, Amy set off.

[i]Sean or Harry...[/i] She wondered. The fact that Sean didn't respond afterwards both amused her and scared her, [i]what if he got hurt?[/i] a nagging thought kept nipping in her mind. [i]Well, I did promise 'we' were coming for him next... I might as well try...[/i] Finally making up her mind, the girl grabbed her phone, this time ready for the sudden screen brightness as she checked the time.

[i]Eight minutes to go...[/i]