Choking back a scream, May recoils in horror at the sight of Emily's severed leg. Her whole body goes cold as she realizes what happened to her friend. Her heart races even faster as she tries to figure out where Mordred might have taken Lily. She looks around frantically, but the darkness seems to swallow everything in sight. Tears stream down her face as adrenaline pumps through her veins, urging her to run, to find Lily before it's too late...

*Her heart stops as she sees Lily's head pop out from behind a nearby tree, her expression unreadable. Terror grips her like an iron fist as she realizes that Lily is just as much in danger as Emily was. Without hesitation, May launches herself towards the tree, desperate to reach her friend and protect her from whatever horror lurks nearby. But just before she can reach them, Mordred appears from behind the trunk, his terrifying gray eyes fixed on her with unnerving intensity.

"I want to see how it feels," she hisses. "To be powerless like you made me feel." With that, she spits on the ground between them and turns away from her friend. The creature laughs coldly, gesturing for May to follow him deeper into the forest.

As they walk, May can't help but wonder what exactly she just agreed to do. But one thing is certain: she won't let herself be powerless again. Not if she has any say in it.

*She shudders at the creature's words, but refuses to show any weakness. "What do you want me to do?" she asks, her voice steady despite her racing heart. The creature laughs once more and motions for them to stop in front of a darkened clearing. In the center stands a wooden post, slick with old blood and other fluids. Her friend's eyes widen in horror as she realizes what it is.

"You want me..." She trails off, unable to finish the sentence.

Shivering, May sits up with a gasp, her heart racing as she takes in her surroundings. She's back at the campground, and it's nearly dark out. Realization dawns on her: it was just a nightmare. Her friends... they must still be around here somewhere. With renewed determination, she wipes away her tears and stands up, ready to search for them once more. As she takes a step forward, however, she feels a cold presence nearby...

*Jumping a mile into the air, May lets out an ear-piercing shriek as she turns to face her friends. "You bastards!" She yells, rubbing at her chest where her heart just about stopped from that fright. Trying to catch her breath, she glares at them with mock anger before letting out a laugh of her own. "Gotcha good." Turning back toward the fire, she motions for them all to follow as she begins to gather more wood for the blaze.

Her eyes widen in horror as she realizes it's the monster again, standing in front of her like a macabre guardian of the forest. She tries to turn and run the other way, but he's too fast; his claws reach out and grab her by the arm, pulling her roughly back toward him. "Let me go!" she shrieks, struggling futilely against his iron grip.

Tears stream down her face as she looks up at the creature that has ruined their night, maybe even their lives.

Terror fills every fiber of May's being as she feels the monster's hot breath on her neck, his claws digging painfully into her arm. She tries to scream but no sound comes out; all she can do is stare up at him in horror, praying for a miracle that never comes. As he holds her tightly against his body, she feels something else pressing against her leg - hard and warm. It's almost... comforting?

Her struggles only seem to amuse the creature as it silences her with its powerful jaws, holding her mouth shut tightly. Panic wells up inside of her, but she can't even scream anymore. The monster continues to loom over her, its foul breath choking her as she tries desperately to break free from its grip. She feels hot liquid trickling down her neck and realizes with horror that the creature has bitten her...

Terror still grips her as she stares up at the now-human form of the creature. Its features are strangely familiar, like she's seen them somewhere before. She tries to speak, but fear has rendered her voice useless. The monster smirks down at her and leans in close once more, its breath hot against her cheek as it whispers a single word: "Sweetheart."

Her heart skips a beat as recognition dawns on her.

*Just then, Lily lets out a tiny yelp and stumbles backward into May. "Sorry, I just..." She looks down at the ground embarrassed. "I really need to pee," she mumbles. May rolls her eyes but waves her hand dismissively.

"Fine, go ahead," she says, pointing toward the woods. "But hurry up and don't wander off too far." Lily nods gratefully and heads into the trees to find a secluded spot to relieve herself.

*As Lily disappears behind some bushes, Sarah crosses her arms anxiously, shifting from foot to foot. "Uh, May? Do you think maybe we should wait for her or something?" she asks nervously. Before May can respond, there's a rustling in the leaves nearby and they both turn toward the sound. A figure is emerging from the woods - King! - dressed head-to-toe in dark clothing and concealing their face with a hood.