Jeremy woke up with a start. He felt the sharp sting on the back of his neck as he sat up. He looked around the parlour. He was alone. Peering at the table. He noticed it was empty. The sack and the stakes were gone and he knew what that meant. Kyle had gone ahead with his decision.

"Kyle, you idiot." Jeremy muttered under his breath, frantically as he fished out his phone. Thankfully, it was still intact.

The phone rang and there was no response.

"Come on, Mandy." He groaned. "Pick up."

Away from the Blake r sid nce, Mandy lay on her bed in front of her laptop...