Wilson lost his grip. Amy aimed for the taser inside Nancy's bag. She reached for the bag but Wilson pulled her. The bag fell down and lots of weapons fell out of the bag.

Amy kicked Wilson and she ran to the stairs. She started running up the stairs when Wilson pulled her down and she banged her chin as Wilson dragged her down.

Amy's mouth started to bleed. The pain was endearing. Wilson dragged her towards the main door. As she was being dragged, Amy stretched her hand and pulled a box cutter. She weakly put it inside her pocket.

Wilson turned back to see if Amy was dead or not. By this time, the head bang had taken a toll on her and she had lost consious ness.

Wake up, Amy! You have to fight. Look out. He's winning. Do you want him to win. Amy knew she was dreaming. For she could hear Cassie's voice. Cassie's voice was telling her to fight. Amy. You are strong.

Amy knew she was strong. She had to fight. As she slowly opened her eyes. She found herself  being dragged somewhere. But where?

Amy slowly raised her head and she saw Wilson dragging her outside the resort. The higher area of the Riberwood were never not full of snow.

Now she knew why the resort was so clean despite the deaths that happened here. Wilson used to bury all the bodies in the snow. The backyard of the resort was always filled with snow. And during the craziest snowstorm season, the huge mound of snow just got more bigger.

Wilson stopped at a place. Amy was feeling cold. Her legs felt numb and she wanted to scream but she didn't. She became quiet as a mouse and felt for the box cutter she had hidden inside her pocket. She took it out.

Wilson slowly moved towards Amy but he went past her. Amy slowly rolled her eyes to see where Wilson was.

Tears slowly moved down her cheeks when she saw Wilson dragging Nancy's body. He kept the body aside and started digging the snow with a spade. As he scraped all the snow, he put Nancy inside and covered her with the snow.

Amy slowly slid the box cutter's blade. Trr.

The sound. Amy forgot about the sound that the box cutter made.

It was already bright outside so as soon as Wilson heard the sound, he looked behind him. He saw Amy.

But Amy was swift, as soon as the box cutter made the sound. She played dead.

Wilson went on with his work. Amy slowly got up and moved towards Wilson. The snow was really making it difficult to walk.

But before Amy could reach to Wilson. Wilson turned back. He raised the spade and moved it towards Amy. Amy dived. The spade nearly hit her.

Wilson threw the spade and now moved towards Amy. Amy, who was not afraid now, moved towards Wilson. Wilson caught her neck and started strangling her. Amy was now little above the ground.

Amy raised her hand and jabbed the knife right inside Wilson's neck.