(A/N): Hey guys, I'm back. I know it's been awhile, I've been doing...Stuff. But I'm here now with a new story cover and everything. Anyways, love you all and enjoyyy!

Woods' POV

We quickly and quietly gather anything that can help us protect ourselves in upstairs red base. I look through one of the office drawers and find some rock salt. Perfect. I've watched a lot of supernatural and I know that demons and ghosts don't tend to like rock salt. I quietly move to the rendezvous point aka the theater. I slowly push open the door and slide into the room. I see Paul, Matt, and Connor huddled up in the corner. I tip-toe over to them and slide onto the floor.

"What did you find guys?" I questioned. They all turn away from me.

"We couldn't find anything." Connor says in an ashamed way.

"What've you got woods?" Tanner asked.

"I found some rock salt." I say while holding up the bottle. I hear Matt mutter a small "We're doomed". We all stand up and begin making our way to the staircase. Once we get there we stop.

"Okay, this is our one shot at getting out of here. We can't mess up." I say. They all nod in agreement. "On my mark, we make a break for it. 1. 2. 3!" We rush down the stairs. When we reach the bottom we turn the corner and stop. Down the hall were the two masters standing side by side. The dark one on the right and the white one on the left. We line up side by side too.

"Okay, this is it. We get past them, we go home. Don't hold back because they won't. Ready?" Matt asked. We all say yes in unison. Before we could move, the monsters rushed towards us. We all jump out of the way. I stand back up and the black creature was standing in front of me. I quickly swing my frying pan into its face. It lets out this horrifying shrieking sound, which was disconcerting because it didn't have a mouth. It turns back to me and I take the opportunity to throw some rock salt in its face. I see it start to burn and the demon covers its face with its sharp-clawed hands. It started thrashing around wildly and I backed up. Tanner then ran at it and hit it over the head with his baseball bat. I turn to the white creature and see it fighting Matt and Paul. I fill the frying pan with rock salt dash to it. I smash the pan and salt into its face and mouth. It releases this loud, deep growl at me. Paul then takes the wooden dowel and shoves it in the thing's mouth. It falls to the floor and disappears, dropping the dowel on the floor. The black one sees this and goes mad. It starts franticly swiping at us and we run to the secret hallway. It follows us quickly and angrily. Matt ushers everyone inside the hallway and closes the door. I pour the salt at the base of the door we run to the exit and the demon smashes through the door. It looks down at the salt and screams at it. We push the door and it opens. We run outside and feel the heat of the sun.

"We made it, OMG." We all grab each other and have a group hug.

"Woods, you're a genius." Tanner leans in and kisses me. I feel my face heat up. He pulls away with a smile on his face. We walk to blue base parking lot to get our cars when Matt calls us over to the door. We look inside and see all the people working.

"What the hell?" Connor said. I turn and run to red base door and they follow. I peer inside and everyone is walking around minding their business.

"If everyone was here at work, where the hell were we?" Paul asked with a shocked expression on his face.

"Let keep this under wraps, tell only a few people. Got it?" Matt says. We all let out some form of agreement. "Okay everyone takes a few days off, you deserve it." We all walk back to our cars and start to drive off. I get in my car and Tanner walks up to my window. I roll my window down and he hands me a note and walks off. I roll my window back up and open the note.

'8:00

You, me, pancakes'

I smile and put the note in my armrest. I drive to my apartment scared, confused, and excited. The worst experience of my life may have started one of the best.