2017

It's been almost a year since Alice and Andy first arrived at the cabin, and the two go there regularly to continue training and preparing. Alice was still writing letters to Nica, none of which were replied to, and Andy kept Chucky's head at the secluded cabin for the rest of the year. A few times, Alice helped around the gun store, and stayed in the apartment for most of the time, until they began their plan to break Nica out of Harrogate Institute…

Alice sat in the apartment, drinking a soda and watching a cartoon rerun. Just as Wile E Coyote was smashed with his own gigantic anvil, the phone rang.

"Who the Hell would be calling?" Alice wondered, picking up the phone.

"Hi Alice, it's Andy." Barclay's voice was heard.

"Uncle Andy! How you been!" Alice asked.

"Doing alright." Andy gruffly replied. "Listen, remember how you gave me your computer recently?"

"Yeah, what up?" Alice asked. "Did you find something to watch other than porn?"

"Very funny." Andy groaned. "No, I saw an article on the Perez Hilton that showed your aunt with a Chucky doll, then my little… souvenir confirmed he's there."

"What?" Alice asked, shocked. "You have Chucky."

"Guess he wasn't lying about splitting his soul." Andy suggested. "Look, I sent a doll there to end this once and for all. I'm on my way to pick you up as we speak. Tonight, we're getting your aunt out, and Chucky dies." Andy hung up the phone, leaving Alice to wait. Around ten minutes later, Barclay's black pickup truck appeared in the parking lot, and Alice ran down stairs and got in.

"Ready?" Andy asked. Alice smirked, showing her personal gun and knife.

"Ready." She replied, moving Andy's duffel bag full of firearms. "Let's go save my aunt."

The End