A black car speeds on the road, getting past every single car that blocks its way. Driving past red lights and swerving past slower vehicles, the teenage girl is the driver, with Lana on the passenger seat. Lana shows no signs of fear while her friend is driving recklessly. Her strong desire to get revenge controls her, making her only emotion show as anger.

"Don't blame me when we get pulled over," the girl says, "You're the one that said we should get there as soon as possible."

"I don't wanna be another minute late. Lincoln needs to get what's coming to him." Lana demands.

"God, for a six year old, you sound dangerous."

"Heh, well, I have my moments when it comes to that, believe it or not."

The girl keeps speeding in the road, driving off in the distance. Two minutes later, the girl hits the brakes, being throttled by traffic.

"Oh no, traffic!" Lana cried.

"Oh no, at this rate I might get reported!" The girl yells.

"Alright, alright! Let's not panic just yet. Maybe this will go on fast...I mean, I hope."

Later, back inside the house Lincoln broke into, his dad stands in front of him, still holding his revolver. Lincoln held his bullet wound tight to throttle the bleeding. All Lynn does is stand against the wall, frozen and not knowing what to do. The odds are just too great in this situation for her. It's very possible that if she went against Lincoln and with her Dad, she could die, but she could also get away with it.

"Damn it...Why does this have to happen!?" Lynn thought, "All I want is to live, but what do I do!? Do I help Dad or do I help Lincoln!? They're both dear to me, but Lincoln is just downright evil! For all I know, I could die either way! They're not gonna let me go either!"

Mr. Loud stands tall and approaches Lincoln while he is wounded. "You should probably stand down there, Skeleton Man, or rather...Lie down!" He kicks Lincoln in the face, bringing him down to the ground, making his nose bleed.

"Dad, don't!" Lynn begged. "We could just try and make this right! He's my brother and your son! Show him at least a little mercy!"

Mr. Loud scoffs, "Do you think this little bastard here showed mercy to the people he tortured and killed? Including MY Family!?"

Lynn's eyes widen. She knew that he may be right, but she still cared for both her dad and Lincoln. She gulps, then proceeds to just stand frozen, helpless. Mr. Loud looks back to Lincoln, still despising him and more willing to grant him more pain.

"You know Lincoln," Mr. Loud started, "I didn't ever imagine that you would go down this path. You were all so kind and friendly to others, helpful, forgiving and understanding. Now you're out here murdering innocents that never even deserved it. Tell me, Lincoln. What drove you this way?"

Lincoln grunts and pants in pain before sitting up, still holding his leg that got shot. He hesitantly tells him, "I got tired with dealing bullshit everyday, especially bullshit like Lori. She beat me to a pulp, called me names. I doubt she had any regrets after that, besides when I confronted her and killed her."

"You're wrong, Lincoln." Lynn told him.

Lincoln looks to her. "How is that, sister?"

Lynn had finally gotten something to do. She relaxed her arms and took deep breaths before walking to him.

"Lori did have regrets. Ever since that day you left us, we've all been worried sick for you, especially Lori. Lori spent every minute crying for you and even praying that you were well. Even Leni left our house just to look for you, and then after she did that, we found her dead. I assume that was your doing."

Lincoln chuckled, "You're damn right it was me. You know, I could have let her live, but she just wouldn't stop ramblin' on why I should come back. I couldn't! I was a criminal, and still am! Why would I come back after all the shit I've done!?"

Lynn started draining tears from her eyes because of what Lincoln says.

"I can't believe you'd just do that to my daughter." Mr. Loud growls.

"She had it coming." Lincoln smiled.

Mr. Loud growls before he lands a hard kick on Lincoln's face, making him yell in pain and bleed from the mouth.

"Dad, stop, please!!" Lynn cried.

"Why should I!?" Mr. Loud yells, "You think he shouldn't go unpunished!? Just imagine what he could do right now if I hadn't shown up!"

"You're right, Dad," Lincoln grunts, "I would do more shit like this. I would kill more people, to prove one point."

"A point!? What point could you possibly have!?"

Lincoln looks at him, reaching for his pocket.

"You can't stop me. I'd do it all over again." He says, with a wide, evil grin.

Mr. Loud grows more frustrated, his teeth clench and his hands turn into wrathful fists. He attempts to unleash a deadly punch towards Lincoln, but suddenly takes hold of a knife and stabs Mr. Loud in the gut, making him grunt loudly.

Lincoln grapples his shoulders and forces himself to stand, giving his father a menacing look. He holds the knife, jamming it deeper inside his stomach, making him bleed even more. Mr. Loud's expression turns inyo a scared look. The blood pours on the wooden floor, leaving huge stains all over. Lincoln pushes Mr. Loud away, leaving him standing in pain. He grunts and pants in pain, slowly grabbing the knife and tries to pull it out. After struggling through immense pain, he successfully pulls the knife out, which causes more blood to be spilled. He drops the knife and starts panting, ready to fight Lincoln. He throws a punch and Lincoln blocks it, making Mr. Loud growl and throw more punches.

Lynn cowers under a table and holds still, watching the two fight. Lincoln yells and throws a punch at his dad's face, making him fall. He gets back up fast and starts shooting at him with his revolver. Lincoln reacts fast and jumps for cover, going behind wall.

"God, someone help us!" Lynn cried.

Mr. Loud keeps shooting at the wall, hoping to get another bullet in Lincoln. He runs out of ammo, missing all shots. He throws the gun away and pulls out his knife. Lincoln swiftly peeks out of the wall and shoots his rifle at his dad. Mr. Loud yells and crouches before tackling Lincoln to the ground, stabbing his chest, then throwing punches on his face.

Lynn spectates her dad beating up Lincoln, once again not knowing what to do but watch. She grows worried for Lincoln. She knew that Lincoln became a psychopath, but deep down she cared for him. On the other hand, she cared for her dad too. She now wants to make a choice, and then she runs for it.

Mr. Loud continues throwing punches towards Lincoln's face.

"This is for my family!"

PUNCH!

"This is for Royal Woods!"

PUNCH!

"And this..." he yanks out the knife, Lincoln yells loudly.

"This...is for everything else...Go to Hell..."

Lincoln's eyes close, expecting to die and accepting his fate. His dad yells and raises the knife.

BANG!

Mr. Loud grunts faintly before falling face first on the ground. Lincoln opens his eyes and looks to Lynn, who was holding her dad's revolver. She had reloaded the gun that was tossed, putting in only one bullet before firing.

Lincoln becomes surprised when Lynn did it. He lies his head back and breathes heavily, bleeding from the wounds his dad caused. Lynn drops the revolver and runs to Lincoln.

"Why would...you do that...for me..?" Lincoln grunts while asking her.

"I don't know what's right anymore. Everywhere we go, someone ends up getting hurt...I hate it, Lincoln...I hate it...I did it because deep down...I still care for you...But now, I'm not so sure if I made the right choice...I did it to save you...but at the same time...it cost me dad..."

Lynn starts weeping before she gives Lincoln a big hug. Lincoln is surprised once more. He pauses for a moment before he hugs her back, closing his eyes.

"Thank you, Lynn..."

After getting stitched and given bandages, Lincoln starts walking away from the house with Lynn behind him, wearing dad's trenchcoat. A few hours come to pass, Lincoln throws his Skeleton costume to a fire ignited inside a barrel, burning the costume. Lincoln stands before the fire, viewing the costume burn.

Meanwhile, back at the house from earlier, the crime scene is being contained and investigated by police. The ambulance carry away the two corpses of the dead man and Mr. Loud. Lana and her friend are spectating from a distance.

"Oh no, we're too late!" Lana whimpers.

"Hey," the girl says, "We're one step closer to finding him. We got the address that the radio said, and tracked it. I think we will catch him."

"Heh. I guess you're right."

Lana suddenly gasps when she sees her dad dead.

"N-No! DAD!" Lana yelled.

The girl looks, shocked. The ambulance sends him inside the ambulance truck and it rides away.

"NO!! MY DAD! NOT HIM!!" Lana screams before falling back on the passenger seat and crying. The girl holds Lana close to give her a tight hug. Lana hugs her back, crying even harder.

"I'm so sorry." The girl sighed.

"D-Daddy..!!" Lana sobbed. "Why!?"