THERE’S NO COMING BACK from that, not even if you’re the kind of semi-indestructible final-boss bogeyman who tends to populate stories like these.

But Dawn stabs Warden again, just to be sure.

She stabs him until he staggers away and collapses and lies there on the trail on his back, and she holds on to the knife and watches him and you’d better believe it’s a long freaking time that she does, until she’s sure he’s not moving, not breathing, not playing dead and just waiting for her to turn her back.

Dawn lies there, for maybe an hour or even longer, and Warden doesn’t move, and neither does the other dead guy, and the mountain around them is silent.

And then finally, when Dawn’s sure, she crawls back up the slope for the radio.