A few short minutes after the other men have fallen asleep, Slate Fisher follows Chloe White into the woods.

“It sure is a beautiful day today,” Chloe White comments, taking a deep breath of the fresh wood air.

“I agree,” Slate says.

Chloe White and Slate Fisher continue on for awhile until they are deep in the woods. Slate sits down by a large shady tree and watches as Chloe calls the animals over.

“Wow, you sure do have a pretty singing voice,” Slate comments.

“Thanks, I think the animals agree with you,” Chloe White says.

The animals gather around as Chloe White sings gently to them. Slate Fisher yawns again, his eyelids falling heavily over his eyes.

“Slate?” Chloe White calls out after some time.

Slate Fisher does not respond as he is fast asleep.

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“Poor guy... It must be exhausting working all night and then being expected to stay up all day... I’ll be nice. I’ll let him sleep...” Chloe White says.

With a giggle, Chloe White dances through the woods followed by some deer, a flock of birds, and a wolf. A raccoon also joins in, trying to sing its own song with shrieks and chitters.

“It really is a beautiful day. I don’t see how it could get better than this,” Chloe White says with a laugh.

Eventually, though, the animals depart and leave Chloe White alone in the woods. Everything falls silent.

“Okay, guys... See you later!” Chloe White calls out to the animals.

A branch snaps nearby, causing Chloe White to jump.

“Slate?” Chloe asks.

There is no response and everything falls silent again.

“Hmmm... Joey, then, is it?” Chloe White asks with a giggle, “It’s alright, you can come out.”

Out from the trees appears three beautiful birds.

“Oh! Hello, little birds!” Chloe White cries out in excitement, “All the other animals have left me. I’m surprised you have arrived just now!”

Without thinking, Chloe White stoops and holds out her hands to hold the three new birds.

“Wow, you sure are the most gorgeous birds I have ever seen!” Chloe White says, looking the birds over.

Without a further moment of hesitation, the birds suddenly are holding the wooden stake they received from the mean old witch. Chloe White gasps, stepping back in fear. The birds back her into a tree and impale her with the wooden stake. Afterwards, they fly away and regain their human forms.

“Yes! This time for sure, the horrible nasty vampire is dead!” one of the huntsmen cries out.

“We better get out of here before anyone catches us...” a second huntsman states.

With that, the three huntsmen flee from the woods once again. Chloe White is silent and hunched over, pinned to the tree by the wooden stake in her chest. It isn’t until awhile later that the other nightshift workers wake up to check on Slate and Chloe White.