Act Four: Chapter Twenty- Five: Huntsman

Axel Advert,

Sir. Emerson shined on the figure behind Emily. He was wearing a black jumpsuit and was barefooted, he had pale white skin, with blood covering his hands, mouth, and in the front, and Dark sunken green eyes.

Emily started wiping and tried to escape by pulling his fingers.

[please...save me] she bagged.

But it wasn't any good. A loud crack and she goes limp. I grabbed Sir. Emerson and quickly got out of there.

[We have a getaway, now!]

We ran quickly towards the cabin and everyone came outside.

[Hey, we heard the scream, what happened?] Jack asked worryingly [We are leaving, right now! forget about your things] Sir. Emerson ignored his question and declared it [What, why? what happened?] Jack objected [Wait, where is Emily?] Julia Asked [She's dead okay, so is the guide] I quickly shouted [What the hell are you saying, are screwing with us] Thomas yelled back at me.