Juliet has been gone for a while now.

The radio DJ comes back on the air.

"The man police are looking for is 6'4", has dark hair and bright blue eyes. His name is Christian Ward, and he was arrested for a DUI and disorderly conduct with an officer last year in 1988. Ward recently sent a letter to the local Heightsboro Post claiming his innocence stating "I am not the man you are looking for but I will not turn myself in, because the public is convinced I am some kind of monster. I wouldn't be granted a fair trial" Well Christian," the dj continues, "You certainly won't with that attitude. And now, coming in at number one on the--" Tiffany switches the radio off.

"Let's go outside. This is clearly making you freak out, I can see it on your face. And I need a cigarette."

Kelly heads toward the front door.

"Not that way silly! Out the back. You haven't showed me what's back there."

Kelly replies, "You don't want to know what's back there."

"Ooooo! Well now I'm intrigued and you can't talk me out of it." Tiffany responds.

Kelly sighs and complies. "Fine, let me get something out of my purse."

"I thought you didn't smoke Kell?"

Kelly reaches into purse and pulls out a small metal object -- "I don't." She presses a button, and *FLICK*! The switchblade pops open. "But my father didn't raise a naive kid either."

They walk to the back door. Tiffany grabs a flashlight and a book off the shelf, and Kelly raises an eyebrow.

"What? If I get any more bored I'm going to have to read myself back to life."

They walk out the back door and down the steps toward the ruins of the old cemetery.