I've fallen in love with Flight 29 Down and so have arrived in the fanfiction world to write for it. I haven't left any reviews but have so far enjoyed all the ones I've read so far.

Anyway, I was thinking about my first fic for this fandom and this evil little plotbunny jumped up and bit me in the butt…hard! So here you are.

Disclaimer: Don't own the Flight 29 Down idea, characters, or shows.

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And no: I'm not kidding.

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-----Taylor's Video Diary-----

It's getting all weird around here! It's like we're all…I dunno. Weird, or something. And I'm gonna get to the bottom of it. … Or something…

-----End Taylor's Video Diary-----

Taylor leaned in and turned the camera off, completely unaware that someone was watching her every move. She combed her fingers through her long blonde hair; a nervous habit she had picked up from being on the island for so long. Continuing combing out her hair she made her way back to camp, planning on sitting in the sun some more.

The person who had been watching her stepped out from the trees and watched her slowly make her way back. The head tilted to the side, studying her, planning their next move. When she was out of sight the mysterious watcher shook their head and shrugged it into the back of their mind, storing the information they had just gained for later.

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"Does anyone know where the camp knife is," Daley asked to the group, all of whom were sitting out by the fire, due to the fact they had basically just woken up.

"Umm…no," replied Nathan, still weary eyed.

Lex, who just happened to be a morning person, looked around a little bit before also answering with a no. Melissa did the same, but with less enthusiasm, not having got a good night's sleep. Taylor and Eric didn't even reply, both wishing they could just go back to bed…or home. Home would be nice. Jackson shook his head but stood up to help Daley look.

Seeing Jackson rise Nathan sighed, and was compelled to do the same. Melissa rubbed her eyes and followed suit. Lex smiled at Daley but stayed sitting, finishing boiling the water that hadn't been put into water bottles yet.

"Seriously! I'm tired of stuff disappearing around here!"

Lex turned an eye to Eric, who was still too asleep to notice. It might have seemed suspicious but no one else noticed either. Lex sighed. He'd have to talk to Eric about this later. Just because he was thinking about leaving didn't mean he could stash their supplies, especially the important ones they used quite a lot.

"Taylor…did you?"

"Ugh…"

"Taylor! You didn't lose the knife, did you!?"

Lex's eyes wandered over to Eric again. He couldn't just let Taylor take the blame. Especially since Daley was so keen on blaming Taylor for everything that seemed to go wrong. And Daley wasn't that much of a morning person.

"I'm going to take your silence as a yes."

"Hmmm," Taylor finally seemed to notice Daley was yelling at her, and not someone else.

"The knife, Taylor, the knife!"

"Oh. What about it?"

"Where is it!?"

"I'on't know."

"Ugh."

Giving up on finding the knife – for now – Daley angrily plopped down on a log and went about annoyingly groaning and poking at the fire. Jackson and Nathan shared a glance, each poking around a bit more until also giving up. Melissa glanced at the others, decided she didn't want to deal with this today, and stalked off into the forest.

-----Melissa's Video Diary-----

I hate mornings. The one time I can't really seem happy. No one seems to. I don't know…it just seems like there's more and more of that going on now. Depression and sadness, I mean. I think we're losing hope. But we can't afford to do that! Once we do…we're over. We'll never survive if we don't believe it's worth it. I don't know…maybe we should have another Chilloween or something. Get rid of the tension in the air. I mean…you could cut if with a knife…if we could find our knife.

-----End Melissa's Video Diary-----

There was no mysterious stranger to watch this video diary. But it didn't matter, they'd watch it later. Though missing out on how Melissa walked to and from her video diary, and her expressions during that time…they would have to catch up on later. Because for the mysterious stranger…this was much needed information.

Though the way things were going…Taylor, was going to be their first victim on this island.