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I hear a crash from outside in the hall. Tanner and I glance at each other, and he helps me walk back into the room. Claire has Tara in her wheel chair and I use my crutches to careful limp over to the door. I look out into the hall and see nothing. I wave my head to follow and the four of us make our way down the hall. Tanner stays right beside me at all times. When we round the corner I see a pool of blood, leading to a know dead policeman. I gasp, turning my head away. I see Claire looks as if she's about to cry.

"Tanner check for a gun." Tara demands, Tanner wastes no time and checks for a gun.

"Fuck!" Tanner yells, I wince, knowing there's no gun.

"Elevator now-" before I can finish Claire gets tackled to the ground.

The killer takes the knife and slices her arm. I take my crutch and hit him on the head. He falls to the ground and I quickly help Claire up. Then another one pops out of know where.

"There's fucking two!" Claire yells.

"Quick! The elevator down the hall!" I try limping over there, but I'm to slow and the other ghost face tackles me.

"Get off her!" Tanner yells and slices the killers arm with some scissors.

The killer looks at him and slowly walks towards him. I army crawl my way to my crutches but my arm gets stepped on by the other grist face. I scream in pain and quickly grab my crutch and hit him with it. He stumbles back and I help myself up, hitting him over and over again. Then I turn to Tanner who's now on the floor.

"Claire get Tara our of here!" I scream.

"We can't leave you guys!"

"Just go!" I scream, then I get tackled to the floor.

I see the ghost face raise the knife but before he can stab me he gets shot by someone. I look up and see the old sherif Dewey. He rushes over standing in front of me. He shoots the other one, allowing Tanner to crawl over to me.

"Come on we gotta go." Tanner days and lifts me in his arms, "Claire, Tara!" He yells, Dewey and Claire help Tara to the elevator.

Sam takes Tara but Dewey stops outside the elevator, "I gotta shoot them in the head. Or they'll come back. They always come back." Dewey gulps.

"Dewey who gives a fuck!" Sam yells.

"I do." And the elevator doors shut, that's the last time I saw Dewey alive.

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