The other Belmont twin + [Jake Fitzgerald]

lost and found

Nancy had Will in the tightest of holds as they sobbed into each other, with him being okay she began to panic about Jake, all alone in the abandoned bowling alley with a deranged psychopath. You should have stayed with him Nancy, if he dies the blood is on your hands... she shook the thought away joining the conversation in the room.

TICK TOK NANCY BETH

Emma kept pressure on Wills wounds, Noah stating the obvious that he was loosing a lot of blood whilst Will repeatedly apologised, Nancy couldn't stand the sight of her brothers gashing wounds and refused to watch as Emma patched him up with duct tape, she gagged a little following Noah and Brooke to guard the door, leaving Emma and her brother alone.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm building a knife stick!"

"A knife stick?!"

Noah fumbled with some duct tape creating his make shift weapon, he continued to do so then explaining the statistics behind surviving hand to hand combat and how adding distance, the stick, would increase his chances exponentially. Although his attempts were poor and Brooke couldn't care less Nancy took the objects off of him, using her teeth to rip the tape and tie to two together.

"I don't wanna know why you're better at this than me..."

"You know it's just a spear right?"

She sheepishly smiled at him, offering him the weapon. Her mind flickering between her brother, damaged but breathing and Jake, whom she had no idea about. She wondered that if he had been killed, if the killer had let him die quickly as she couldn't bring herself to even think about the suffering as she tightened her grip around the weapon until her knuckles turned a pale white.

"Jake is still out there!"

"How do we know he's not partnered up with this guy?"

Brooke had little time for the despute she knew was coming, although Noah had saved her life he had also been the one to bring them here, and then to question Jake's loyalty was the final straw. Nancy edged forward a little pointing the knife at Noah angrily,

"How do we know you're not okay? You're the one that brought us here."

Emma had noticed a carving, much like Nancy's on Will's back, B4 more games. She searched around the small office taking in to consideration that anything, anyone could be lurking in the shadows. There were drawers labelled the same as Will's new tattoo.

"You guys came to me, I could be curled up on a comfy gaming couch right now instead of holed up in this horrible bowling alley of doom"