Narration: But that spirit pursued, relentless. I grew weaker with every jolt and was fading quickly.

Keira flees but the entity follows, wear her down with each little cut and burn. Vision swimming, she staggers and collides with a wall. Her bag slips off her shoulder and is left behind, half-obscured by bushes.

Narration: I couldn’t outrun it…so we hid.

Keira and Irene take refuge in an unlocked maintenance shed and slams the door shut behind her. She braces against it weakly, clutching at her side.