text: OK, you need to act fast, before the cultists do whatever they're planning.you could call the police. Although Sheriff Buckly is one of the only cops in town, if you called the State Troopers, there's a good chance they'd be able to arrive and clear this place out.
  
  
  You could also sneak back to the trucks and steal some of the weapons that Drake brought, and force a confrontation and end this.
  
  
  Then again, you know where the location of Drake's keys are for the RV. You know the RV's highly explosive, and with that you could easily disrupt the ritual and do a lot more.
  
  
  Then, there are the more... dangerous solutions. You could use the Dead Man. That terrifying spirit no doubt has some rage toward the town locals such as the cultists. Perhaps he could be bartered with.
  > You steal weapons from Drake's truck and confront the cultists
  "We need to get the weapons in Drake's truck. We get them and use the advantage of surprise to fend off the rest of the group."
  
  
  Becca nods with determination, and you swivel around in the darkness, heading back towards the truck. As you head towards the camp, you can hear the sound of Sheriff Buckly berating Lucy.
  
  
  "You fucking bitch! Louis was a good friend of mine!"
  
  
  You sneak forward, staying low and moving as quickly as you can, avoiding stepping on anything that would make noise and disturb the cultists. Eventually, you reach the pick-up truck, Drake''s lifeless body lying alongside it. You lean in through the window, grabbing one of the large revolvers Drake brought. You pull it out, pulling the hammer back and flicking the safety off. Thankfully, many years of FPS games have given you some help in this. You take a deep breath, and stand, aiming your weapon at Sheriff Buckly. He turns, and grins.
  
  
  "Hiya. Why don't you just drop the weapon, darlin'?"
  
  
  "Fuck you."
  
  
  Yuo fire your revolver, but the hollow click eats into your soul as you realize it's empty. Lucy fires her gun, and realizes it's the same thing.
  
  
  "Taking the ammo from the guns was one of the first things I did. I'm the only one who gets to have a gun."
  
  
  He grins, raising his gun, and fires, the bullet embedding itself in your skull.