A figure stands silhouetted by the moonlight. Slowly, its face seems to turn and lock at the point it stares directly at those watching the screen. A knife glints in its hand, as it begins to walk towards the screen. As if fearing the figure, the camera begins to weave backwards through the trees, trying to escape. As if from nowhere the knife comes from the side, and the footage blinks out.

The next scene is of a path through the forest. Deranged branches twist about in the pale lighting. Leaves quiver in the still air. The camera seems to be pointing down as if it’s in the trees. A man seems to creep into the view of the camera, looking frantically about the place. Everyone can just barely make out the face of Bryan. As he gets closer, the camera gets an incredible shot, as it moves down between the trees, as if it’s moving along with some grave monster. Perhaps the monster set the camera down though, for something springs from the trees and tackles Bryan as he turns and makes eye contact with the camera.

Suddenly, the scene changes, to the outside of the shed, two figures, robed in darkness talk in front of it.

“If you don’t mind…” a woman says, “I’d like to return to the cabins… I need to be alone.”

“Yeah, I understand,” a man replies, “Maybe some of the others are already back there. I’m surprised none of them showed up at this shed, but maybe they just figured it was too dark. Either way, I’m gonna keep looking.”

“Well, good luck, then. Hopefully we will meet again.”

The camera moves closer, creeping across the ground. “Wait, maybe you should take my knife. You know, for self-defense.”

“No, you may keep it,” says the woman, “I’m sure you would be more adept at using it than me, and I am not worried.”

The shot zooms menacingly on the woman, as she fades into the blackness.

Nobody is prepared though, as the next thing they see is a still shot of a corpse, one with cuts and slashes on its face and throat, blood staining it’s pink hair, and terror in its green eyes. Her face is horrifyingly pale, and a sickening crunching noise can be heard from off the shot. Blood sprays up from the bottom of her torso somewhere. The camera slowly backs away, and below Rinea, the forest floor moves past, as if the body is being dragged. The camera ducks into a nearby bush. The scene begins to go hazy.

“Ahaha, at last, we meet again!” I knew the two of you would be the last ones! I guessed it from the moment I saw the tenacity in your eyes!”

A shot of a man walking down the amphitheatre steps in an eerily sharp outfit can be seen.

“H-Huh? You mean… everyone else is-”

“Yes, yes! Dead, deceased, bought the farm, pushing up daisies, surely you get the idea.”

“No, I refuse to believe that. If they were all dead, you’d think we would have come across them by now. But we haven’t. I don't know where they are, but I refuse to believe they’re dead.”

“W-Well, he must have put them all down the wood chipper, right? That’s why we can’t find them! W-We only found Florian cause he jammed up the wood chipper! Isn’t that right?”

The shot pans up to two figures, the two men arguing with the killer. One of them levels a gun in his trembling hands, silhouetted against the fire.

“Huh? F-Florian…” says the killer, seemingly caught off guard.

“Yeah, Florian! Raul said he was c-covered in stab wounds. You did it, didn’t you? Using that knife you have?!”

“Wait, Koichi, I found something. Put the gun down.”

Koichi, his face suddenly lit by an ember flying in front of him, doesn’t seem to listen. “You killed them! I-I can’t save them… but I can give them justice!”

“W-Wait, you mean…” the killer says.

“Koichi, no!”

Koichi pulls the trigger, creating a burst of hot white light. A single bullet flies from the barrel, straight towards the killer. But as the shot pans over, it’s clear that something is wrong.

Raul lays on the ground, his body illuminated by the fire.

The figure, far from his usual demeanor, is staring in horror at Raul. “Oh my god… oh my god! Is he… he can’t be…”

“What have I done…” Koichi trembled next to the flickering flames. “Wh-What have I done?!”

“We need a medic! Where’s Rinea? Where’s anyone?”

“I-I’m the murderer, aren’t I? I’m the real m-murderer… I’m g-gonna get executed…”

“N-Now hold on… We can’t be- W-Wait!”

Within a flash, Koichi had broken into a sprint, running away from the fire pit like he was running through no man’s land… The camera follows him as much as it can, and then the film ends.