Amy laughed, waving at Quinn as the two lovebirds finally arrived back at camp. "You guys took your sweet time," Amy teased. Now that the four of them had met up at the campsite, [i]safely[/i], it was up to them to try and weed out the last to remaining members of the group. "Have you guys got any ideas on how to find Harry and Ryan?" She asked everyone.

It was getting later, and Amy was getting more concerned for Ryan and Harry. They weren't even sending taunting messages like Sean, so Amy couldn't tell if the two remaining boys were actually safe or not. Time was running out and the night was getting impossibly darker. Amy didn't like it one bit.