Jamie was lingering at the back of the group for the obvious reason that she wanted to actually film the majority of the building and also have everyone else in the shot, and not just to zip through because of the excitement of being in a Nuclear area, only to come out at the end of the trip and not have any decent footage to show for it. Her shots so far were mainly of the scratch marks on the wall, some even went on for a length of an average centimetre ruler. She'd pretty much figured they were human, but with that conclusion brought so many other questions that she wasn't prepared to answer just yet.

Jamie noticed out of the corner of the shot that Natasha had walked off into a room and it instantly made her curious as to what she was doing in there. The majority of the rooms had all been burnt and were practically empty, which meant that something obviously must've caught her attention. Jamie managed to get a good look at the doll and the blood on it before it was dropped on the floor by Natasha. It certainly was creepy. In that split second she allowed her mind to wander into deep thought. What could a child's doll possibly be doing inside of a Nuclear Power Plant? Unless of course a small girl had been left behind when Pripyat was left behind during the evacuation and had wandered over out of curiosity. What if there was a little dead girl in this building? Or even worse, a mutated girl? That might've explained what happened next.

She moved her shot to Natasha just as the creature darted into the cupboard-like piece of furniture. The camera had just about managed to pick up a dark figure darting past the door in a way that made it seem as if it was crawling. Jamie almost dropped the camera out of shock and she attempted to suppress her gasp. Normally, she would've darted out of that building without even a second though, but the fact that Natasha was now walking towards the cupboard made her even more curious and to be honest she found the girl's courage to be quite admirable, although it would surely get her killed at some point. If this Power Plant really was as 'haunted' as the stories say, then courage wouldn't be any way to survive. Strong legs and good stamina for running would be the best way.

Well, if she wanted to die from some radioactive creature then she could go ahead and do it because Jamie was already running through the building to find her brother. "Danny," she called from the bottom of a half-destroyed stair case. "Oh, shit, you gotta see this," he called back, his voice filled with panic and fear. With a sigh, she carefully walked up the stairs with the camera pointed at her feet so that she could avoid accidentally shoving her foot through a hole. When she finally found him, he was stood in a completely empty room, staring out of the window. She followed his gaze and her mouth dropped to the floor when she noticed a pack of dogs, probably large enough to be wolves.

"Natasha, Jason!" Danny called through the door.

Jamie could feel tears forming in her eyes as she noticed that the wolves were now all packed together, heading in the direction of Igors. One of them, who was presumably the dominant male of the pack, stopped walking and looked up at the window, staring straight at Jamie. The camera zoomed in on the beast, only to see that these were no ordinary wolves. They had oddly-coloured eyes of a colour that was similar to red but mixed with yellow as well. It was almost frightening. The wolf stood and stared for a moment and the shaking of the camera showed just how scared Jamie was at the time, before the creature returned to its original goal of making Igors into a feast. She turned away from the window and buried her face in Danny's chest. The only thing she could hear was the tour guide's pained screams, and then silence.

"I don't want to be here anymore," she whimpered into his shirt, her tears soaking through the material. He nodded. "Yeah, sure, we can go." He gripped tightly to Jamie as she started to tremble. "Do either of you two know how to drive?"