Amy grabs Jenn and they run upstairs. They lock themselves in the far bedroom. They can hear Lizzie being violently murdered downstairs.
Amy: Call 911!
Jenn: Right!
Jenn reaches into her pockets.
Jenn: Fuck! My phone's in my jacket!
Amy pulls out her cell phone and looks at it.
Amy: The battery's dead!
Jenn: Oh, Jesus...
The KILLER is at the door and it is shaking in its frame. They both scream in unison. He soon bursts through the door and raises his machete. Amy grabs hold of her friend and closes her eyes.
