The past starts to come back, again. She is back in the cabin. The boys look at her and Ginger with hunger and deviousiness in their eyes. One of the boys has the wolf costume on. They back Sarah and Ginger into the private bathroom. They shut and lock the door. The boy with the wolf costume pins Sarah against the wall by her throat.
“You’re mine, bunny. Got that,” He growls in her face. Sarah whimpers in fear, “Do you understand?”
“Y...Yes,” She whimpers out while trying not to start crying in fear.
“Good. Now, come along bunny and let’s go sit at the fire pit,” He says while pulling her close and wrapping an arm around her waist. He leads her to the fire pit. He sits down and pulls her onto his lap. She tries to get off his lap but he tightens his grip on her. His grip is tight enough to leave bruises on her.
“Now bunny, stay in your spot. So, you don’t get lost,” He whispers in her ear. She shakes in fear. He holds her tightly as a triumphant smile shows on his face. The leader comes back smiling.