Amy runs down the street, hoping she can lose the KILLER in the darkness. She runs until her lungs hurt, and collapses in a ditch to catch her breath. She sees headlights approaching and walks out into the street to flag the car down. It stops in front of her, and a figure gets out. Amy raises her hand in front of her face to see past the headlights.
Amy: Please help me! Someone’s trying to kill me.
The figure reaches her and suddenly a knife comes down and takes off three of her fingers. Amy screams and falls to her knees, clutching her mangled hand. The KILLER grabs her by the hair and drags her back to the car. He pops the trunk and throws her inside, like a sack of potatoes. Amy pounds helplessly on the walls of the interior, as the car pulls off into the night.
