P.C. Terry Roberts arrived at the accident scene at the top of North End Road just before the ambulance. He saw Detective Sergeant Harry Edward’s car with its lights and windscreen wipers on, parked mainly on the road but a little on the pavement. He parked his own car with his flashing lights behind it to protect it from being hit. He then rushed to it and opened its driver’s door.
‘Harry, can you hear me?’ he asked, as he undid Harry’s seatbelt and assessed if he had any injuries.
Harry’s eyes opened and he started to say something. Terry moved his ear closer to Harry’s mouth. He could hear the ambulance coming now and he had to concentrate.
‘Th.. te.nag..s,’ mumbled Harry breathlessly.
‘The who?’ asked Terry, who could hear and now see the ambulance park alongside Harry’s car.
‘The teen...ag...ers. You must hel...p them...danger.’ Harry then moved his head to the right and indicated with his finger. ‘They we..nt..woo...ds’
‘Ok, Harry. I understand,’ said Terry as he got away from the car and let the ambulance men do their job. He then heard another police car coming.
He quickly spoke to the ambulance men and his police colleagues before heading into the woods, where Harry had indicated the teenagers who were in trouble went. It was just after 11 p.m.
‘The car must’ve run them over,’ said Jodie out of breath as they ran on. ‘But there are still some alive judging by the screaming. Come on. Let’s hurry before they come after us.’
They then turned right where the wall ended, deeper into the wood. It was very steep going down with lots of nettle bushes in the way. The path then twisted and turned upwards before becoming a little more level and wider.
After a couple of minutes Tom stopped, breathing heavily, his body exhausted. He could no longer hear the creatures behind them. He also noticed the storm had stopped and could see the moon in the sky.
He now recognised where they were in the semi-darkness; there was a wide path ahead of them, which ran roughly parallel to Spaniards Road. ‘This path will take us to the park I took you after we last escaped from North End. We can get some water there and then go to my house. Let’s try to hurry: the creatures could be anywhere,’ Tom said.
‘Ok. I could certainly use a drink and something to dry myself with,’ said Jodie, ‘though the rain has cleaned most of that nasty sewage from my trainers and jeans. But we should call the police first,’ said Jodie. ‘They must know something now anyway with the car accident and if the creatures are around they could help us.’
‘Yeh, I suppose you’re right; you do it: it’ll sound more convincing coming from you,’ said Tom looking around him for any signs of the creatures.
Jodie got her mobile out and tried to call but Tom could see there was no reception.
He tried his as well to no avail. ‘We’ll try again when we get out of the woods,’ he said. He then thought of something, ‘Oh, sorry, I’m forgetting my manners’. He took off his jacket and put it around Jodie’s shoulders.
‘Oh, my hero,’ Jodie said somewhat sarcastically, thought Tom. But this changed their mood for the better, as they moved off. They no longer ran or jogged but walked. They still looked behind them a lot as they walked along the path, which gradually veered to the left. But they could not see or hear anything coming after them in the darkness.
The wood then became less dense as they walked up another hill and then passed by a pond on their right. They could easily make out where they were going now and began to descend. It was cold but they were still hot after their exertions.
They were nearing the bottom now and Tom thought he could make out the road which separated the park from this wood through the trees. He was about to tell Jodie this when he suddenly saw someone run out in front of him with a heavy branch of wood: it was the driver!
The tube driver had found Tom and Jodie eventually after jogging down a few paths in different directions and falling over again in the darkness. He got lucky and saw some shapes, which looked like them, walking down the hill. He then worked his way around them to the bottom before they got there.
He had been out of breath but had known he had to act. He grabbed a big branch from the floor and hid behind a tree he thought they would come towards. He was nervous about what he had to do, for unlike his usual ‘surprised’ victims on the tube, there were two of them and they would be more alert. But he knew he had no choice, if he wanted to rid himself of them.
‘Run Jodie. Get help!’ shouted Tom as the driver came at him with the branch. Tom tried to move away from it but it was too late. The driver whacked him on the head and he fell down. He felt his head spinning and he was quickly losing consciousness.
He tried to get up as he saw the driver going after Jodie. The driver was a little uncoordinated and breathing heavily.
Jodie backed away from him and started to scream. ‘Help! Somebody help!’ She was shocked and scared. She also looked back at Tom but he knew he could not help her as much as he tried to with his remaining energy.
The driver swung the branch towards her. She ducked and continued to move backwards, seemingly looking around for a branch for herself but could not see one.
‘Get away from me you freak. Help! Help!’ she shouted.
She then fell over a log behind her. The last thing Tom saw before he lost consciousness was the driver moving over her and whacking her on the head.
The driver looked around him, threw the branch down, and got his breath back. Apart from the girl shouting, that went better than he had thought. He quickly opened his bag and got out some string, constantly looking around him in case anyone had heard anything. He used his grand dad’s old bayonet as his cutting tool. He went over to Tom and tied his hands and legs up. He also got some Duct tape out of his bag and put some around Tom’s mouth. He then did the same to Jodie and dragged their bodies into some bushes in case anyone found them.
He looked at his watch: it was 11.37 p.m. Hell, it had been a stressful day, he thought, as he began to make his way back to the sewer to meet the creatures, still looking around him for signs of danger.
When he got there, they told him what had happened in the tunnel before the teenagers had escaped. He then realised he had made another mistake: he should have waited for the creatures in their ‘sewer tunnel’ before he turned on the tape recorder.
He also understood why the creatures had chased them on the surface: the teenagers had killed one of the creatures, a female. What is more, the only other female creature was killed with her brother by the car.
The remaining two creatures were distraught. ‘ONLY US’S LEFT. LAST WOMENS GONE!’ They obviously wanted revenge.
‘Don’t worry, I’ve got the kids that did this,’ said the driver.
‘WHERE? WHERE? WE KILLS THEM!’ They obviously wanted to get at them straight away.
‘Calm yourselves down,’ said the driver. ‘You’ll soon get your revenge. Take your brother’s and your sister’s bodies out of the sewer and meet me at the entrance of North End as quick as you like.’
He then left to return to North End himself but by the over ground route. It was 12.37 am.