WHILE THEY WALK, ALEX CAN FEEL eyes on her back, but she dismisses it continuously. After all, they are being watched, she knows that for a fact, but what can she really do?

Madelaine and Noah are making small talk behind her and Tom in an attempt to defuse the sheer, unadulterated terror caused by the current journey, and it really isn't working.

Eventually, they give up, and continue to press deeper into the sinister black of the warehouse. All the shadows seem to swim with faces and people, people who Alex recognises but can't put a name to, even though she should be able to. It feels like forgetting her mother and father, but somehow worse.

She casts out the creeping, chilling thoughts and realises she's stopped dead, staring out over a railing.

There's a deep chasm opening below them as Madelaine, Tom and Noah stop alongside her, also staring downwards.

Ashton, Luke and Calum are down there, she realises all of a sudden. There must be a way to get to the lower level through the other way, and Alex opens her mouth to shout to them when Tom grabs her forearm and points downwards.

A waterfall of dread cascades down her spine as Alex catches sight of the cultists slowly closing in on the trio. If she alerts them, more will descend on their quartet, leaving them all to die in this wasteland.

She has to do something though, and so she scrabbles for a stone on the floor and throws it in the direction of Calum's head. Luckily, it makes contact, and he looks up just in time for her to gesture towards their attackers, before dropping to the floor and making an attempt to hide as he begins to try and defend his remaining bandmates.

It's a futile effort, Alex thinks, as she hears that skin-tearing sound for the second and third times today, but there isn't a fourth. One of them escaped. She can't tell who right now, but one of them did.

"Alex!" Noah shouts, and she looks up from her position of tentatively staring down towards the shrouded mystery of yet another cultist, and it feels so unrealistic to see that the person (or, as they later discovered, one of the many people) who had made their lives hell for months now was just the same as them.

They're advancing towards the four of them, the black material absorbing all the light from their torches. It's an altogether relatively scary sight, even if they didn't know that Lana had just been killed by them, and potentially Luke, Ashton or Calum as well.

"Why'd you do that?" They ask plainly: despite how towering the figure is, their voice is so small and weak. "Now he'll tell me to get rid of you."

This plays into the cult mentality theory - whoever 'he' is must have brainwashed them into joining in with this disturbing game, and so Alex feels a little sympathy for the poor soul.

That is, until he produces a crowbar - Alex's crowbar from earlier - and knocks the four of them out with it.