Ofcourse, the same time that Amy was kidnapped by the cultists. Was the same time that a man, in very formal clothing that looked like he was born in hundreds of years ago, had put his hand over your mouth and took you to a dark place. That man was Holyoke, the others had found it out when the man was now visible for everyone
Apparantly, Holyoke needed a vessel. A kind, fragile, helpful soul that would help everyone. Because he was here to help the others destroy Malphas, the demon that wanted to take over the world. The thing is, you were very tired when he took control and let his spirit be back in the overworld. His power weakened you, your mind unable to control that much power.
So, when Holyoke was trying to seal the cabin where Amy was tied up in and tried to pull Malphas out of her. He dissapeared, sealed the cabin completely so no demonic things would hurt anyone. But Malphas is smart, using his manipulations. All the while you were unconcious, your body too tired and Garret needed to hold you the whole time.
But that backfired when Jessie, Garret, Alex used you as bait. Tying you up on a chair and letting Amy come closer. Until she entered the cabin, seeing Jessie with a dagger too close to your throat for her liking. Jessie was smart, proposing a deal with Amy. She wouldn't hurt you, but Amy wouldn't kill anyone. Ofcourse, the blonde disliked the situation, but she wasn't going to risk you.
You'd always been kind to her, comforted her when the others laughed at the 'new girl', you protected her when they called her names. Malphas felt selfish, she could feel it in her chest, but she liked you too much to risk your almost angelic (to her) soul. So, she accepted, slowly, watching closely as the other woman slowly lowered the weapon from your throat.
They all ran away like scared rabbits, but Amy stayed, slowly walking over to you. The axe in her hand dropping to the floor as she got closer to you, before a hand, still soaked from killing Joel, cupped your cheek and admired the way you looked so beautiful even when unconcious. But you suddenly awoke, almost gold liquid coughing out of your mouth, spitting it on the ground.
You slowly awoke, your eyes trying to get used to the moonlight and Amy's face. Her face looked almost psychotic just a few seconds, but when she noticed you awaken, she softened. Her expressions softened, her pupils widened again, even when she was covered in blood. You weakly tried to move your wrists, only to find them tied to the arms of the chairs you were sitting in, much less your ankles that were tied to the feet.
"Amy? W-what happened? Where is everyone? Why am I tied up?"
You immediately asked, trying to understand what was happening. But your mind couldn't focus, Holyoke's power was still wearing on you. But he was gone, already dead when his plan failed to stop Amy.
"Don't worry, I know you're tired. Just relax."
She answered, looking almost normal, like Amy, despite the blood that covered her face and hands. Her hand gently caressing your cheek as if it was the most fragile thing she ever held in her hands.