The stench of of Coldwind Farm is fetid, it fills their nose with an odor not soon to be forgotten. The fields are full of rows of corn and carrion... There are cow corpses strung from the trees, gutted and gory. In the barn are various pig corpses... It's a horrible place, and one which they can't escape soon enough. It seems, though, that Max has other plans.

They hear the roar of a rapidly approaching man; the chainsaw which he wields is revved and prepared to strike. They manage to dodge the attempted attack, but they're quickly pinned to the barn behind them by the lumbering man's larger figure. The chainsaw is wedged into the barn wall, and Max is trying to pull it out, all while the Survivor is squished up against the wall.

Max is grunting and growling as he tugs hard on the chainsaw's handle, trying to unstick it, though it's hard stuck right now. He can't even rev it, the chain is jammed. He looks down at the Survivor, glowering and panting. He doesn't seem too pleased, but he seems a bit curious. He's not the talking type.