White light filled the vast room. Sage blinked again and again, adjusting her eyes to the brightness. She looked ahead and saw someone tied to a chair, shaking with tears. Audrey had tape over her mouth and was hysterical. Sage started to panic and shook herself. That's when she noticed there was rope holding her down. She opened her mouth to scream but realized there was tape over her mouth as well.

The events of the night hit Sage like a truck. The blood, Jaclyn's body, Lana holding the knife, Jericho, and....Ethan. The killer had shot him and now he wasn't alive. Tears sprang to her eyes and she thought to wipe them away, but again realized she could not. Her frustration grew and Sage began to violently shake her chair.

Phillip stuck out his foot and tapped Sage. He pleaded with her to stop by giving her a look that meant it was useless. They were hostages now and who knew how long they were going to survive. He looked over at Calvin and Summer, also tied up to the same chairs. They were in Big House but it no longer had the feel of being welcoming. Now, Big House felt cold and empty. Phillip sighed and the guests all waited for something to happen.

A door swung open. Lana walked into the room, staring down at the floor as she passed the hostages. Jericho followed closely behind her. The man smirked as he met eyes with Calvin. "Never thought I'd be strong enough to subdue you. Luckily, Lana here made sure to put different drugs in your food to weaken you." He gestured to the woman trying not to vomit a few feet away.

Lana looked around the room and didn't see neither Brooklyn, nor Giles. It was strange and very discomforting. This could mean that the both of them had escaped and she would be arrested for helping a cold blooded killer. Beside her, Jericho was clapping his hands. "Bravo, bravo, bravo to.....Audrey! She was the only one to fully figure out the murder last time. That means she's the only one who deserves to win.

He took a gun from his pocket and aimed it at Summers forehead. Calvin shook in his seat in desperation. He fought against the ropes and on his right, Sage was in tears. "BANG"! A body hit the ground. Blood seeped out and onto the wooden floor. Ringing filled the ears of all those present. Lana stood behind the body, holding her gun and pointing it at the person she had just shot. Jericho was dead. This nightmare was going to be over.

Lana lifted the gun and another "BANG" went off. Calvin's body hit the floor. "BANG" Summers body slumped into her chair. Suddenly, the front doors burst open. "Lana don't do this!" It was Giles. Lana continued. She shot Audrey next and then Phillip. A pool of blood began to flood the floor. Giles, in tears, held up his own gun. "Lana! Don't make me do this!" Giles was in tears, torn between saving lives and ending the life of his once dear friend, or giving her a chance.

A loud roar filled the room and suddenly there an enormous crash as a jeep drove in the building. Glass shattered all over the floor and behind the wheel, Brooklyn glared at the scene before her. Lana looked up and pointed her gun. It was too late as Brooklyn gunned the gas pedal and drove, slamming into the woman and pushing all of the chairs towards the center of the room. Giles watched in stunned silence.

Brooklyn's hair was wild and in knots and tangles, blood coated her once clean face. She slid out of the jeep and rushed to Sage. "Oh my god. They're dead. No, no, no!" Sage muttered as the tape was torn from her mouth. She burst into tears, hugging Brooklyn and not letting go. "We're getting out of here." The Hispanic girl reassured, looking up and into the eyes of Giles.

The butler looked to the scene that had just occurred. He thought he could see hair under one of the tires. It was like a slap in the face and a sigh of relief at the same time, Lana was truly dead. As well as Jericho, who had started the whole damn thing. The nightmare was well and truly over. He rushed to the girls and the three of them staggered out of the building. "I should've known when I saw you that this was going to happen." Brooklyn was saying. "Death follows you Giles."

Giles nodded. Death had followed him again. He prayed he would never have to face another time like this and the evils would vanish for good. There it was, his Chevy impala, sitting pristine and the most beautiful thing Giles had ever seen. As they climbed into the car, the butler turned to look once more at the Camp. When he had first arrived, he had been hoping and praying it would not be like Dawson manor. Then he looked at two girls, Brooklyn and Sage, they had survived. This time, he was not the last one standing.

"Thank you." He whispered to no one, maybe God. He started his engine and turned his car out of the gravel parking lot. As he drove, he cried and he stared ahead. This was going to be the last time. No more death, no more evil, no more sorrow.

Brooklyn leaned her head onto the windshield. She would have to tell this story to news media and maybe even write a book. She always thought fame would come to her but not in this way. Brooklyn would never forget and if it came back to haunt her, the girl would be ready.

The tears on Sage's face has dried now and the woman could feel now was resentment. All those people had died, did she even deserve to live? She knew who didn't deserve to live and that was Jericho and Lana. The two serial killers would forever be in her mind. Sage wondered if they had any family. If they did, she was going to make it her mission to tell them what happened at Camp Redwood.

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The big house was now catching fire, smoke billowing above the trees. The bodies inside the great building began to burn. The smell of smoke filled the camp and brushed over the bodies outside. Camp Redwood began to fall into the depths of extinction. Inside the building burning to the ground, someone in the heat of the fire and smoke, opened their eyes.