Abigail runs quietly for a moment, noting the direction. It feels right; she hadn't seen any dead ends this way. She moves faster when she hears her father's voice again, this time calling her louder
"Abigail, Abigail."
She knows she can't answer without endangering the one person that's actually helping her.
"I killed those girls for you, Abigail. So I wouldn't have to kill you."
She slows slightly. Her father's words are getting to her. Keep running and other girls die. Or go back to him and she might die. It's an impossible choice. "He'll never stop. He's dead and he's not stopping." She says sadly.