While Chelsea continues to enjoy the refreshing waters, nothing more seems to come from the noises from the shore. Although, she briefly notices a somewhat familiar parkgoer walking at an unhurried pace along the path before he is obscured, passing behind the furthest cabin.

This individual, Jim, can see that same woman still in the lake as he passes the open sightline between the obscuring plant growth and the rear of the cabin. He also spots another figure off in the woods and certainly off of any marked trail. They stand out with their white top against the brown of needles and tree trunks. More so, his eyes are drawn down the path to, if his memory of the map is correct, Cabin 3 and the glittering of something strewn across the ground near the opposite rear corner of the building.

Carine, perhaps halfway from where she crested the ridge and the lake, is also able to see the man walking down the path and, at least occasionally between the trees, the shine of something near one of the buildings, though she is not able to make out what it is from here. As she continues to walk, she suddenly hears the sound of needles shifting as though some animal were moving nearby, though she cannot see the source of the noise.