Meanwhile, Devian was on his way to check on the sheriff at the station, on getting to the entrance far away he sighted the sheriff tiptoeing away from the station. Watching his surrounding while he made his way to wherever he was going. “What is he hiding? and where is he going?" Devian thought. “Maybe something's wrong at the station” Devian decides to follow him and see if he found out anything about what he was investigating.He stopped in the middle of a wooden house in the middle of the forest, the Sheriff looks to see if he was alone before proceeding into the house. “Something is dirty, I need to find out what the sheriff is up to" Devian whispers to himself. “Or do I call the other first?” “Why can't he just come out and ask?” Devian asks himself while shaking his head. “I'm just being paranoid again...”Devian approaches the door cautiously and listens for any signs of movement inside the house. He hears nothing. He places his fingers against the knob slowl

Meanwhile back at the hotel, Jack willy is also trapped with the passengers In Scarville. Jack decides to stroll around the hotel's perimeter first heading to the Receptionist's table. “Sorry ma'am,” he says to the receptionist who kept whispering as she kept praying. “What do you want?" the receptionist asked him. Jack pulls a crumpled piece of paper out of one of the pockets on his jacket and shows it to her. He hands her the paper and waits for her reaction. She studies the paper for a second, seeming to have mixed feelings about the message of the paper. After several moments pass, she gives a short nod and says, “Okay… this place can be found behind the church” Before going back outside, Jack makes sure to ask her something else. “Excuse me, could you tell me where that place is?”The receptionist stares at him and nods again, “Follow this road to the left and turn left there after two minutes. You'll see that building right away” she adds.Jack nods and proceeds to thank the

Jake was seen sitting in a psychiatrist's office with his in a hypnosis Lesson. His parents and stepfather were looking on, while he was doing something called “recovery” with Dr. Gantner. As Jake had told them earlier, he didn't want to get involved in their problems since he knew nothing about it, and it wasn't any of his business anyway. The only reason he came to the session at all was that his sister asked him for help, so that's where he would be today. He sat there, watching as the psychiatrist talked with his client, trying to figure out what the heck he needed to do here. He watched, fascinated, as the doctor made notes on paper. When everything was finished, the doctor turned around to face the two kids and smiled kindly. "Everything seems to be going great, and we're almost ready to give your father some time to sleep again," said Dr. Gantner. Jake didn't like the sound of that...or the look that accompanied Dr. Gantner's words. He thought he saw a hint of sadnes

Who could he trust? Without thinking he reached for his phone, pulled it from the charger, and punched in 911 without hesitation. The phone rang several times before someone picked up. "Emergency Room. How may I help you?" She sounded polite, but she was anxious to speak to somebody else."I'm calling about my family," he responded nervously. "My mother and my sisters. My father is missing, and-""Okay, sir. Would you like to fill out a Missing Person's Report? Do you have anyone, in particular, you'd like me to contact?"Without pausing to consider it he spoke. "No. I don't care what my family looks like. Just please, please find them!"For the next half hour, he filled out a report detailing all that had happened since the day before. He described the events that had led to his capture, including the attempted rape, the fight that had ensued, the escape attempt, the attack on him, the police search, and finally the arrival of the detectives. He told her what they had said and how th

Present... “I have this weird feeling every time...” Jake says while trying to tell Eric what he's feeling. “Right now I feel them watching us in this room, this very moment” he ended. Suddenly the whole town started covered with mist, as the night began. And also the terror, that only made them more curious about where they ht now.“Well, I feel it too,” Eric agrees. “I think we're in the middle of a conscious or something,” he adds before walking through another door. And once again there was no sight of anything behind those walls and doors except for darkness.“And I wonder if this is just how everything in this place appears when you're inside?” He asks while looking around to see if any trees could help him make his way out. “The same thing happens with our eyes,” he goes on.“Well yeah, it's a bit like a dream, right? Like something that could never exist here at all,” Jake replies. And even though Jake isn't sure if what he's saying is true he still doesn't doubt th