Jericho could not stop thinking about the blood. The maroon colored liquid was etched into his mind. He wondered how Trinity had been burned alive if there was blood. Nothing made any sense. He would have to get his answers from someone else. Jericho found himself approaching Audrey by the window of the dining hall. The girl was in the middle of popping a Xanax in her mouth. She jumped when Jericho tapped her.

"Oh my god! You scared me!" Audrey quickly shoved the bottle of pills in her bag. "Sorry, I was just walking over here to get some information." He said, moving to stand beside her. She considered this for a moment. Giles had said not to trust anyone, but here she was. Audrey told him everything and then made him promise to only keep it between him and her. He of course lied and nodded his agreement.

Brooklyn and Sage had been discussing the crime scene for some time. "What possibly could've happened to that woman if she wasn't burned alive?" Brooklyn ran her hand down her hair. She often did that when she was nervous. Sage shrugged as she looked over at Summer, who was crying into her husbands shoulder. A pang of sadness hit her chest. "I think for everyone's sake, we shouldn't let them get separated." She pointed to the couple. Brooklyn looked over at them.

Calvin noticed Sage was pointing at them. "Don't turn around, we're being discussed." He whispered. Summer's eyes widened. "What for?" In response, Calvin looked over at them again. "They're probably going to approach you about information but hon you can't." He slipped her a note. "Everything I saw is in there." Summer grabbed it and slipped it into her pocket.

Greer did not trust anyone. She stepped up onto the rock overlooking what Calvin had called the Father Ridge Falls. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the glove. It wasn't there. "Damn it!" She stood up. Did someone steal it? Had the killer found out? Greer lowered her head into her hands. Suddenly, there was a snap like twigs breaking. Greer turned her head at the sound. Her heart pounding, half of her expected to be shot dead in that moment.

It was Ethan who walked out of the woods. His hair was matted with sweat as though he had been running. Greer never understood people who dyed their hair. Why would they want to change their natural color? Ethan's hair was a shade of pink unlike anything she'd seen before. It practically glowed and that's what it was doing as he walked over to her.

"You have the right idea, coming up here." He looked around at the waterfall. "It's beautiful." She nodded, but Greer knew what he wanted. "You could've just asked me for information." She said. Ethan grinned. "Well, aren't you a genius? Yes of course. I have no interest in waterfalls when my life depends on this day." He looked down at the stone of the rock. Greer regretted the way she had snapped. "I came here expecting to be fulfilled in my life to work with children, but it the only thing I've fulfilled is my makeup being on point."

Ethan watched the arrogant woman begin to strip down to her under things. Of course it had no effect on him but he also began to strip. "Join me in the water and I'll tell you everything I know." She said, as she sprinted to the edge of the rock, and jumped into the churning waters below. Ethan followed suit and dived right beside her. Their laughter surprised them. "I knew I'd find a gay best friend. I always do." Greer said, still laughing.

From above, someone was watching them. Sherman had been following Ethan since the investigation had ended. He'd been curious to see what the man had learned but had never gotten a chance to truly ask him. It didn't help that he had gorgeous pink locks and a chiseled jawline. Sherman loved the idea of talking to him but as he saw now, Greer would be the one with all the information. However, he intended to listen to everything the two were saying in the water. Giles had never said to play nice and Sherman never played nice.

Jaclyn, Phillip, and Cole sat in Cole's cabin. "Its freezing in here." Jaclyn shivered as she said it. Cole walked into the main room where Phillip and Jaclyn were sitting quietly. "My heat has not been working since we got here. I blame it on the killer honestly. Hey, you guys want a beer?" He asked, walking over to his fridge. "I'll definitely take one, give me a good fucking drink. Don't puss around either, I want something strong." Phillip stood up, stretching.

Jaclyn watched the two men drink as much as they could. Never in her life had she drank anything. Jaclyn may have looked like a party girl, but she didn't go near it in her regular life. Her plan was to wait until Cole and Phillip were wasted, then she would interrogate them about what they had learned. It wasn't the most forthcoming way to go about it, but she didn't give a fuck about being polite. Cole smiled over and her and Phillip chuckled loudly. "Too easy." She whispered to herself.