Amy slowly opened her eyes. Her head was paining. She was sweating hard. She woke up on the bed.

Wasn't I on the floor? Amy was confused.

She got up from the bed and looked down. The floor was clean. No sign of Kiara's dead body. She looked at the door and gasped. The door was open. Scared, she slowly made her way out the door.

Amy slowly made her way downstairs. What is happening?

She nearly fainted when she saw Steve, Nancy, Emanuel and Trisha sitting on the sofa talking to each other.

"Oh, hi Amy!", Steve said when he looked at her.

"How can it- How can- it be?", Amy said, suprised.

"What, Amy?", Emanuel asked.

"You guys were dead. You guys are dead.", Amy gasped.

"Oh. What are you talking about?", Trisha said.

"But- I just don't understand. What is happening?", Amy asked. Maybe it's a dream. Oh! Wait. Maybe the whole thing was a dream. Amy checked her head with her hand. Nope. The wound was still there. Then what the hell is happening?

"You don't understand, do you Amy?", Steve asked.

"What?!", Amy said, scared and confused.

"Come with us Amy, the others are waiting.", Nancy said.

"What? What do you mean?", Amy asked frantically.

"Come with us to the other side.", Trisha said, "Don't you feel any guilt, Amy? Look at us, we are dead because of you. You killed us."

"No. I didn't.", Amy cried.

" Think about it, if it hadn't been that stupid plan of yours, we'd still be alive.", Emanuel said.

Amy frantically shook her head as the other four approached her.

"Come on Amy. Give in. Amy Amy.", the four chanted in unison.

Amy closed her eyes in fear, and when she opened it back, she was back in the room. She saw Kiara staring blankly at her.

It was a dream, after all. Amy cried. Amy sobbed. There was no one else to save her. The others were right, she was guilty. She was the reason her friends were dead. But what could she have done?

That dream, it felt so real. It was her guilty conscience speaking. Amy knew it.

Now, Amy knew what she had to do. She slowly opened the door. She could see Nancy's dead body on the floor. She knelt down and took a piece of crumpled paper and put it beside Nancy. It was Nancy's sister's letter.

Tears rolled down her face as she checked Nancy's body for the taser she went to get. She never got to the taser. Amy sobbed.

She stopped still when she heard footsteps coming near her. Wilson. Wilson was climbing the stairs. Amy ran towards another room that was at the end of the hall. Wilson will surely get confused.

Amy ran inside a room and closed it. This room. She remembered this room. They had found Cassie's body here. But now it was gone. Where does Wilson hide the bodies? Amy thought.

Amy looked around the room for weapons. She needed those weapons to reach to the rucksack. She looked around and saw Cassie's bag. I am hungry. Amy opened the bag and took the remaining food items from there.

She remembered that Cassie had brought some food. She started to eat it. Sobbing.

Now Amy was strong, strong enough to fight Wilson. She was feeling confident. She was feeling strong. What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger. But in this case, this might kill her.