Bea walked out from the mine into the woods. It had felt like a lifetime had gone by while Mae and Bea were there, yet the sun hadn't even risen.

Bea was still trying to comprehend what had just happened. Mae joined the cult. The same cult she had been fearing for almost a week. The same cult that killed Casey. And now the two had broken up? Is that what happened? Bea wasn't really sure.

She began walking back to town, her tears still drying on her face. She tried to stop thinking of Mae and of the cult. It wasn't easy. Her dad hadn't made her tougher.

She unlocked the door to her apartment. Mae's phone was still on the counter. Jeez, why was Mae so stupid? Why was Bea so stupid? How could she let Mae do that? How could she let Mae make that mistake?! How could she say those things about Mae? Why did she do that? Why did she have to mess up so bad?

Bea sat down on the couch. This apartment was built on a foundation of sacrifice. How could her dad do that? Kill innocent people? Drag Mae into it? Destroy her relationship?

Bea sighed. She wanted to get up and shout at someone. But who would she even shout at? Mae was in a cult, as was her dad, and Gregg and Angus were gone. She had no one. Except for fucking Germ.

Fuck, how could her life get so much more messed up in just one night? She needed a cigarette.

After lighting a cigarette, she pulled out her phone, pausing to look at the wallpaper of her and Mae. She began texting Gregg.

"gregg"

She needed a goddamn drink. If she took just a little bit of her dad's, it would matter, would it? So, she stood up, walked to the fridge and grabbed some random whiskey. She poured herself some and sat back town.

Jeez, smoking and drinking, huh? Already wasting her life away, wasn't she? How fucking stupid was she? She took a swig.

"yeah"

Bea looked down at her phone. How could she explain all of this to him? How could she explain to cheerful Gregg that the cult was back? That Mae and her dad were part of it? That her and Mae had broken up? That it was all her fault?

"a lot of stuff happened at the mine tonight"

Way to start the conversation. With a vague statement about nothing. She breathed out a puff of smoke.

"like what"

"well the cults back"

Bluntly, huh? Well, that'd work. She took another swig. Go ahead, idiot, drink away your sorrow. Shorten your life by thirty years.

"what? like actually?"

"yeah its there in the mine"

Good thing Bea had the audacity to text her friend at four in the morning. She took another swig. Hopefully she'd forget everything that happened tonight if she drank enough.

"well shit. so now what?"

That was a good question. Now what? Stop the cult? Yeah, right. With whom? Germ? Sure. She breathed out another puff of smoke.

"I dont know. stop the cult maybe?"

"well do you need me and angus to come and help you?"

Oh good. Time for her to rip this happy couple away from their life so that they can deal with her problems. She took another swig. She was definitely tipsy now.

"I don't know"

"well can you and mae do it by yourself?"

Heh, cool. Second bombshell.

"me and mae broke up"

"what? what happened?"

And now the third.

"mae joined the cult and I was unhappy about it"

"what do you mean she joined the cult?!"

"i mean she did. my dad invited her"

"what was your dad doing there?!"

Jeez, it was just one after another, wasn't it. She downed the last bit of whiskey in her cup.

"hes part of the cult"

"really? what even happened while you were at the mine?"

"everything i just said"

"so should me and angus come back to help?"

"yeah i guess"

"alright i'll try to leave this afternoon and we can probably be there in two days alright?"

"yeah that sounds good"

"bea are you ok?"

That was another good question. She actually knew the answer to that question though. No. She wasn't.

"yeah"

"alright then i'll call you later"

"bye"

Bea smoked the rest of her cigarette before putting it out in a nearby ashtray. Great. Time to sleep. Time to forget everything that had happened.

She laid down on the couch. The lights were still on, but whatever. It didn't matter that much. She still managed to fall asleep.