enter with caution

Larry: Larry always loved Halloween, but he had to admit that lately in the town Halloween always meant problems. Kept him busy and as much as he wanted to be at home watching scary movies with Laura, the people of Baberton needed their police a bit more. At least he had the rookie with him tonight. "How are you liking patrol?" He asked Kyle.

Kyle: Kyle looked over at him for a moment. “I like it a lot.” He was hoping to to do his father proud, he really hoped he was. Luckily he got to go trick or treating with Dakota and the kids expect for James because he was with Kane but that was okay.

Larry: Larry nodded as he turned down the street. "Good. That's real good, kid. You're gonna get a lot of it once you're done with your probationary period. You thinking about specializing in anything?"

Kyle: Kyle looked over at him. "No, just trying to do my dad proud. Ya know." Gary Flynn was his father, and he was doing his best to make him proud.

Larry: Larry nodded, a small smile on his face. He knew Kyle's father and his death still hurt. "I'm sure he's already proud of you, kid." As he drove down the road his eyes narrowed on a building. It was supposed to be condemned but the door was wide open. "Looks like we got a security check. Want to call it in?"

Kyle: "I hope you are right." That was all he wanted to do make his father, his son and Dakota proud. Noticing the building, he nodded his head. Calling it in. "Let's go and check it out."

Larry: Larry nodded, pulling up to the building and flipping the lights on. Once the car was in park her got out and drew his service weapon. With Baberton being the town it was he didn't want to take any chances. "Take the six."

-A: -A’s final Halloween act of chaos had been to lure Jacob Williamson out to the condemned building under the pretence of Josie being in trouble. They had stolen her phone and he had come running of course. With all the trouble in the Williamson family lately, they felt like making everything a little worse. Adding more fuel to the fire as it were, quite literally it would end up.

Jacob had burst into the building, calling for his cousin. He’d moved into another room and, from there, -A had come up behind him with a knife, driving it into his shoulder, and then his neck. He went down but -A hadn’t expected Larry and Kyle to come upon the building. Not that it would be a problem.

They were slightly startled though, annoyingly, but -A was quick to react. Moving towards the back of the building, dragging Jacob by his legs as the life ebbed out of him. He was unconscious but not dead yet - but he would be.

They got out their matches and quickly turned to start setting little fires, that soon flared out of control and just in time for Kyle and Larry’s entrance - right into the thick of the fire, ready for -A to make their getaway out of the back.

victim: Joan Weston

-A: They were standing there watching her, had been keeping tabs on her the whole night, but they were waiting for the right time to make their move.

Joan: Joan had just gotten to the party not that long ago and was enjoying herself. It's been awhile since she had been able to do that. She took a look around at everyone's costumes, most of them were definitely creative. "Oh excuse me." She mentioned before walking in front of someone.

-A: They had of course gotten a costume together that would hide who they were well enough but that wouldn't draw too much attention since they needed to stay relatively under the radar. Moving over, -A waited for Joan to walk closer to them and then they reached out to tap her shoulder. "Hi! I got you this drink, I noticed you didn't have one!" She trilled enthusiastically, holding the drugged drink out towards her in a friendly manner.

Joan: She looked over at the person speaking to her, Joan felt uneasy for whatever reason, but figured since it was Halloween it would be okay. " Oh, thank you. It saves me a trip to the counter for one." She chuckled, taking the drink, unknown to her that it's not a drink she should have. "Love the costume, what exactly are you?" She asked taking a small sip.

-A: "I'm the devil!" -A chuckled, nodding and feeling satisfied when Joan took a drink. Hopefully it would work quick enough, they had a big night planned. "What are you?"

Joan: Her eyes were feeling drooping but she let out a soft chuckle while holding onto the table next to them. " I think it's a good costume. I'm supposed to be  a witch." She told them quietly, " I think I need to sit down, I don't feel so good all of a sudden."  Whatever was in her drink,  it was causing her to be that way. She didn't know what was going on, and why she was feeling this way. But the minute she sat down, she felt even worse.

-A: -A smiled. "I like it." Of course they couldn't care about the costume, they just wanted to keep her talking. "Oh, careful." They pretended to be sympathetic, looking over their shoulder but nobody seemed to be paying attention. "Come sit over here where it's quieter." They insisted, linking arms with Joan so they could lead her.

Joan: "Thanks... I wasn't so sure if I was going to be this tonight or not." She told the person while she slowly walked towards the area they were leading her. It was nice that someone was helping her. Don't think anyone around the party would have done that. " I don't know why I'm feeling so tired and sleepy all of a sudden." She mumbled

-A: They shrugged. "Did you have much to eat today? That could be why it's hit you so quickly." She suggested, leading her closer to the little hidden clearing where they'd stashed their van.

Joan: Joan shook her head, " No... I had plenty to eat today." She said trying to look around and see where she was at, " Are we outside?"

-A: "Shh, it's alright." She continued to pull her along easy enough considering the drug had done its job. -A pulled their keys out of their pocket so it would be easy to shove her in.

Joan: "I don't think I should be outside... I should go back in." She muttered, feeling even more drowsy than ever. " Thanks for helping me though...."

-A:

"No, come on... over here, it's fine." They insisted, continuing to lead her along.

Joan: "No please let me go back inside. I can get more help." She told them trying to wiggle her arm out of their hands, although her wiggle was weak.

-A: All fake kindness went out of the window as they tightened their grip on her. "I don't think so." Joan was weak even if she was still fighting so that made it easier. -A tugged her a bit more roughly, towards the van they'd stowed away. "You're coming with me."

-A: She winced at the tightening on her arm. " I just want to go back." Joan mumbled. " I have work in the morning..."

-A: -A didn't speak to her any longer, instead unlocking the back of the van they'd dragged her to and pushing her in. "Just go to sleep, Joan."

Joan: She wanted to cry, but she didn't. Joan had no idea what was going on, and why she was leaving the party. But her eyes felt even more heavier. "I'm not sleeping , just closing my eyes..." She barely said above a whisper before closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

-A: Once Joan was out -A knew she'd stay that way. Joan was left in the van until they got the others and then -A drove them out to the abandoned farmhouse, imprisoning them all by themselves in separate parts, since the Dollhouse was mostly out of action.

victim: Phoebe Taylor

Phoebe: Phoebe had been enjoying her night. As much as she had mostly come with Gabby to make sure that Max hadn’t been catfished, it was nice to be out. Leaning over to kiss Gabby’s cheek, she murmured. “I’m just going to grab us some more drinks.” She smiled, giving her hand a squeeze before moving towards the drink table.

-A: They had easily positioned themselves behind the drink table, looking like they simply worked there for the night, the pill they were about to drop into the drink they'd make sure Phoebe drank from tucked in between her fingers to make it easy to drug the girls drink to make grabbing her easier. "Oh, here you go!"

Phoebe: Phoebe smiled softly, taking the drink and taking a sip. “Thank you. I just need another one for my friend too.” She explained, taking another sip.

-A: “Oh, sure!" Nodding enthusiastically as they grabbed another drink, satisfied as they watched her taking a couple of sips. It shouldn't take too long, they'd just have to make sure she was more or less by herself. "Here you go." Maybe they'd lure her away or maybe she'd end up stumbling off herself but they'd be keeping a close eye on her.

Phoebe: Phoebe took the drink with a smile, moving back across the party to Gabby. She handed her girlfriend the drink with a smile, dancing along to the music as she sipped at her drink.  It wasn’t long before the whole room was spinning. She looked over at Gabby, giving her a small smile. “Baby, I’ll be right back. I just have to find something to snack on.” She kissed Gabby before turning and stumbling off, not really sure where she was headed.

-A: They kept their eyes on her, not being too obvious about it but also not having to do too much hiding, everyone was busy trying to have fun. -A moved through the crowd as they noticed Phoebe becoming more unsteady and then, like magic, she was heading off on her own. Perfect. They picked up the pace through the crowd, eventually coming up beside her. "Are you alright?"

Phoebe:

Phoebe looked up when she was spoken to, moving her hand to her head. “Um, yeah, yeah, I think so. The drink just hit me a bit faster than I was expecting it to.” She mumbled, looking over at them. “Do you know if there are any snacks?”

-A: They quickly linked their arm through Phoebe's to prevent escape, nodding. "Yeah, over here. I'll show you."

Phoebe: Thanks to the drugged drink, Phoebe didn’t question them as they linked arms with her. “Thank you.” She slurred, giving them a small smile.It was so easy.

-A: It was always so easy and it kind of made them smile as they led Phoebe away, eventually reaching the van they'd stowed to transport her off, obviously no snacks, but she seemed out of it enough to not be able to wriggle out of it. They unlocked the back, glanced over their shoulder and then shoved her in.

victim: Manon Wilson

-A: There was a lot of drugs going around tonight but that was fine by her, it was fun... to watch the people descend into chaos or pass out, and to get the ones she was taking into the van. -A's eyes settled on Manon through the crowd, marking her as their next target.

Manon: Manon had just come back from the bathroom, working her way through the party to try and find Brett. She moved to the bar, thinking it would be the best vantage point to find him.

-A: Moving over to the bar as they watched her go, -A easily slipped behind it in the crowd, acting as though they worked there. "What can I get you?" They asked, stopping in front of Manon, eyeing her carefully.

Manon: Manon turned, noticing the bartender. "Screwdriver and a beer please," she requested, figuring she would grab hers and Brett's drinks before going to find him.

-A: No other staff seemed to notice, probably due to the costume so they couldn't quite tell who they were. Still, -A had to be careful. They turned towards the back table to fix up her drinks, easily dropping the drugs into the drink before turning back around and sliding the two of them over. "There you go. It's free tonight. Have fun."

Manon: Manon was looking around, not paying attention to the bartender as they made her drinks. When she heard the glasses hit the table she looked back, ready to pull out her wallet. "Oh, thank you," she said, grabbing them and taking a drink of hers before she started to look for Brett.

-A: Their eyes followed her as she left and then they moved from behind the bar and back into the crowd to keep watch.

Manon: Manon began to stumble as she maneuvered through the crowd. The world felt like it was tilting on its axis more than it should. All the sounds around her seemed to blur and she ended up dropping the beer as she began walking towards the exit. Something was wrong and the bumping of people was causing her heart to beat faster.

-A: It hit fast and they were pretty pleased with that as they followed her at a safe enough distance through the crowd. Manon was the last one they needed to grab and get into the van and then they could finally be off to transport the three of them out to the abandoned farmhouse. Still, one thing at a time, they picked up the pace a little and caught up with Manon, bumping her slightly as an excuse to take hold of her arm. "Oh, I'm sorry!" A fake laugh. "Hey, are you alright?"

Manon: Manon nearly fell forward as someone bumped into her. If it wasn't for the wall she might have fallen over. That and the person who grabbed her. "Umm," she hummed, holding her head with her other hand. "I don't know. Something's not right."

-A: "Oh, no.." -A trilled, pretending to give a damn. "Come over here, I'll help you." They began to lead her away towards the exit.

Manon: Manon, not understanding or aware that this might be a bad idea, nodded, letting the stranger guide her away.

-A: -A found it easy to guide her off to the van, more than happy to quickly bundle her inside. "Just go to sleep." They told her, not even sure if she was aware of them anymore. "It'll be over soon."

victim: Maxine Cartwright

-A: They'd been watching for a while now. Maxine was the final one of the night and she should be quite easy. They weren't keeping her in the abandoned farmhouse out at the hill like the others, they had their own little plan for Maxine. Drugging her drink was easy, she wasn't even watching it, and they just made sure to stay clear of Carly until it was time to grab the redhead.

-A (text): This started with her, and it's going to end with you. Come to Annie's tree tonight or else I'll take away someone you love. -A

Chloe: Chloe had almost forgotten this bitch was still out there. She’d been in a bubble but now it had just burst. She didn’t like the reminder that this started with Annie and reading that it ends with her just made her mind go to one place - still she couldn’t exactly risk anybody she loved getting hurt. So she didn’t really think about it as she forced herself up onto her feet and left the house.

Austin: The moment that Austin got that text, he knew something was wrong. He could have went to Isabel, but he worried that would only make things worse. So he stopped by and picked up Gemma instead. Just saying the Chloe was in trouble. That was all it took to get her into the car. “We will start at Annie’s tree and then work our way out.” He said this as they moved into the woods.

Gemma: “That sounds like a good idea.” It had been odd to come home and not have Chloe there. But then Austin showed up and told her that Chloe was in trouble and showed her the video. And they drove out to the woods. “Yeah, that sounds like a plan.” They moved into the woods, and out towards Annie’s tree. “Chloe?!” She called out.

Chloe: Chloe wasn’t sure what she’d been expecting but this wasn’t it. She’d entered the forest and gotten a little way in before she was grabbed. She ended up tied to Annie’s tree and she felt quite stupid because of course what else should she have expected? She was already not keeping these babies safe and she was angry with herself. She wriggled as best she could but she couldn’t get free, looking up when she heard the voices. Oh, no… “Gemma? Quick, get out of here!”

Gemma: Gemma continued to move towards Annie’s tree. Hearing Chloe, she hit Austin on the arm and the two of them ran over. “Baby?” The blonde asked, panicking a little bit. Moving over to her, she touched her cheek. “Are you okay? Austin can you get the ropes?”

Austin: “Chloe!” They ran over to her, hearing Gemma. He nodded his head. “Yeah, yeah. Let’s get her out of here.” He started to untie the ropes when he seen the shadow. Someone in a hood. “You guys need to get out of here now.”

Chloe: "You guys have to go!" She had been crying and she was getting more scared someone was going to get hurt now. She wriggled as Austin began with the ropes but she looked around again. "They're here.. they said it started with Annie and it ends with me."

Gemma: "We aren't leaving you, Chloe." The blonde told her girlfriend, as she helped Austin with the ropes. Hearing her mention that -A was there, she looked around some. After hearing a snapping of a twig. "No, nothing is going to happen to you or the babies." 

Austin: Austin continued to work on the ropes, looking over at Chloe for a moment. "No, -A is wrong. This is me." He got them undone. "I'm part of their team to help get revenge for what happened to Daisy. But then you got pregnant. I choose you and the babies. Not them and my stupid revenge."

Chloe: "What are you talking about?" She stared at him. "You mean..." He'd been doing their dirty work?

-A: "Aw, don't worry, Chloe. I get it, baby brain. But you better catch up quickly. I don't have all night. Though it seems someone's made their decision." They had weapons and could defend themselves so sthey weren't worried about being outnumbered.

Gemma: Gemma couldn’t believe what she was hearing also. “You put Chloe and the babies in more danger over this?!” Gemma wrapped an arm around Chloe.

Austin:

“Yes, you know exactly what I mean.” Austin looked over at -A. “Take it out on me. Let them go.”

Chloe: Chloe knew he was upset about his sister but she didn't know what this could achieve. "I.." She didn't know what to say so she didn't say anything else. -A was right here and she felt like she needed to run but she knew she wouldn't be able to. "We have to go..."

-A: "Come over here then." They told Austin, staring him in the eye.

Gemma: Gemma moved her arms around Chloe more when Austin moved to stand in front of them. “Come on, baby.” She helped her up the best that she could.

Austin: Austin moved to stand in front of them. Moving over to -A. “Do your worse.” He would fight to protect them. “Because I do choose them in the end.”

-A: They lingered by the tree they were standing at, where they had a hatchet within easy reach. "Oh, I will." -A told him, staring him down through their mask. In one swift movement they grabbed the hatchet in one hand, grabbed Austin in the other and pulled his arm down, pinning it against the tree. Then they brought the hatchet crashing down.

Chloe: Chloe was scared. This person had killed so many people and she wasn't sure what she was meant to do. "Austin, no..." When they grabbed him, Chloe screamed.

Austin: “Chloe get out of here..” He begged, he was more then willing to die for them. After all they were sorta of family. Hell they were which is why he had chosen them. He hadn’t expected -A to grab him like they had. The moment that they pinned his hand down and then cut it with the hatchet, he screamed out in pain. Naturally he tried to cover it up with his other hand.

Gemma: Gemma found herself screaming as well. She watched as -A had grabbed Austin and cut off his hand. “Come on we gotta go..” The moment that Austin fell to the ground, she knew that they had to go. All of them.

Chloe: "Oh my God! What--!" This was insane, she couldn't believe that had even happened. "We won't make it, he'll bleed out! Call an ambulance..." She reached for her phone but she didn't have it. She could see blood and she was starting to panic.

-A: They didn't care if Austin would survive or not, they didn't care either. He was no longer any use to them, whatever allegiance had passed. They made sure to grab the hatchet so they couldn't pull fingerprints and slipped back into the trees.

Austin: Austin had fallen down to the ground. Doing his best to keep his hand covered. Somehow his head found its way into Chloe’s lap. “I’m sorry for all of this.”

Gemma: “We need pressure on it.” The blonde thought out loud. Ripping some of her own shirt to wrap it around Austin’s stub. Finding her phone, she held it up. “Stupid service come on.” When she finally got some bars she called 999.

Chloe: She shook her head, sinking to the floor as she held onto Austin, unable to tear her eyes away from his injury. What the fuck was happening right now... "Austin, just hold on, alright." She tried to help keep pressure on it, feeling pain herself but ignoring it for just now since her adrenaline was so high.

Austin: Austin was losing a lot of blood, and he wasn’t sure if he was going to make it or not. This would be his punishment and he deserved it. “Just make sure to tell them that I loved them and would do anything for them.”

Gemma: Gemma heard the sirens in the distance. “They are coming, Austin just hold on.” She turned on her flashlight on her phone. Looking for his hand. Finding it. “They can get it back on.”

Chloe: "Stop it, you're not going to die!" She turned as she heard the ambulance coming, wincing as another sharp stab of pain ran through her. "Fuck...." She muttered.

Austin: Austin was doing his best not to focus on the pain in his wrist because his hand being gone. Looking up at Chloe. "What's wrong?"

Gemma: Gemma moved over to them, putting her hand onto Chloe's back. "Baby? Is it the babies?"

Chloe: "I think... I think they're coming..." She said, panicked.

Austin: "Now?!" He winced out in pain but did his best to ignore it cause Chloe needed him. But the ambulance showed up along with some cop cars. He went to sit up a little bit, and then fell right back over and passed out.

Truthfully, as it turned out, this wasn’t one that they actually found themselves fully wanting to do. Not tonight at least.

Because -A was Ella Burke and Ella Burke had actually started to feel something for this stupid woman... and now she’d had to kill her. What a pity.