"I don't know what this is, but I damn sure don't want to find out." Kelly had had enough of Van Holt's schemes. "Let's just go."

Perry began to smile. "Yes. Let's go."

As they ventured into the woods, Kelly heard a loud popping sound from behind her. As Kelly looked, Perry looked depressed.

"What's wrong?"

Perry's face was grim, and was turning a dark red. "Kelly...run...I cant..."

Perry reached into his bag, and pulled out a long, sharp knife. He ran towards Kelly, swinging wildly. Kelly dived out of the way, but as she did, the blade grazed her. Perry, or at least what was left of him, began to get up.

Kelly pulled out her hunting knife, ready to fight. However, as she gripped it, she wondered if she should put him out of his misery, or just run and hope it passes.

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