Disclaimer: I don't own TDI or Luigi's mansion. Only Alanis and drake.

And by the way italics are thoughts and flashbacks and sometimes writing if specified 

Oh, and in this whole chapter, its lightning. SPOOKY! RAWR!

Courtney's POV

We watched the carriage silently, our feet glued to the forest floor in terror.

"Well what are we doing just standing here? FOLLOW CODY AND THE CARRIGE!" Gwen roared determinedly. Bridgette and I both nodded boldly, and we ran on into the darkness unknown.

Alanis's POV

"DAMMIT CODY .GO YOU EFFING HOE!"

I bellowed loudly. Pounding on what was left of Cody's back. *pause* "hehe that rhymed."

"AND ITS TRUE U WHORE NOW PUT ME DOWN IF U TREASURE YOUR-." I paused.

I was going to say balls, but idk if he even had any… *eye twitch*. And then I was going to say life, but honestly, was he alive? My thoughts were interrupted when he kicked the HUGE front dungeon looking gate down and threw my on the floor. Hard. Very hard. And walked back outside and slammed the door behind him.

"YOU BASTARD!" I shouted as I readied myself to run to door down. I started to sprint when….

WHAM!

I was thrown backward onto the dusty carpet, smacking my head in the process. I gasped in horror and remembered the letter-

You wont leave once you shut the front door.

Don't black out. WHATEVER YOU DO DON'T BLACK OUT!

My inner voice screamed as I started seeing stars. And something else. It was big. And black. And getting bigger.

PROBABLY GETTING CLOSER NOW RUN BITCH RUN!

I groped out into the semi-darkness for something to grab onto. I hit my hand on something and grabbed on for life. It felt like wood. Really dusty old and rotting wood.

Ok remember what you learned in judo. Asses the threat. Mind is the greatest weapon. First, asses the giant thing.

I squinted into the darkness. Nothing was moving, and there was a pin-drop silence.

I guess it's gone. WOOOO YA!

"Well then you guessed wrong." A voice breathed into my ear. In my mind I was screaming, but all I could see was black, black, black nothingness and all I could feel was pain….

Courtney's POV

We were crouched behind the bushes to the side of the entrance door. We were to scared to go in. I mean, come on, if u heard thumps and yells inside your brand new never-supposedly-been-used-in-50-years house. You'd do the same thing!

"We're going in NOW. What if the yelling cam from Al?" Gwen hissed as she pulled Bridgette and me toward the huge gate.

"Now that Gwen mentioned it, it seems so simple and horrific. Who else would it have been?" Bridgette said in a hushed voice as she approached the door. She jiggled the door handle. Oh my god. It's locked from the INSIDE. Maybe we should call the police. Ya, they'll know what to do!

"Guys, lets call the police! They'll know what to do!" I said with confidence.

"Court, the fuzz cant deal with ghosts slash zombies!" Gwen said as if trying to explain one plus one equals two to a 4 year old.

I was going to retort, but I remember Alanis told me something.

Flashback

Alanis, Bridgette, Gwen, and me were camping on the night of the TDI family visit. It was a "capture" aka the boys get the girls. And a "keep" camp game. Keep meaning you kept the imprisoned camper with you the rest of the night.

Alanis was staring into the campfire. She had freaked out when she saw Duncan. And his mini-me little 14-year-old brother Drake with a red Mohawk and red eyes checking her out. Ew. Just EW.

Ok guys, we should split up and keep watch I had said.

NO! she hissed in a loud whisper. If we stick together and work together, we will work as a team better, therefore, have a better chance.

End of flashback

Tears poured down my face as I remembered. What was I doing just standing here, when my pretty much sister is inside, possibly being murdered or.. something else. I went up to the front door while Gwen and Bridgette trailed behind silently. I backed up three steps, and ran towards the door. All the sudden it flew open and we all landed with a puff of dust as we landed on a very dusty carpet. As we were getting up a loud SLAM meant the door behind us just closed.

"It's LOCKED!" Gwen moaned as she pulled vigorously on the ancient door knob.

I saw Bridgette get down on her knees and crawl toward something. But I wasn't paying attention. I was looking at the thing wrapped around the stair way, encrusted with dried blood. Duncan's spiky cuff glinted with each BANG off thunder. Bridgette emerged pale faced holding a horribly familiar bloody hat (its Geoff's if you don't know). Gwen walked over to the mirror in to foyer and looked into it. And right behind her was a beautifully carved but bloodstained guitar. They were paralyzed into silence as they all remembered that day…

Flashback

Courtney, Gwen, and Bridgette are sitting on Gwen's bedroom floor at an average sleepover, flicking through channels lazily.

"WAIT! Go back to the news! I think I just saw Geoff!" Bridgette yelped suddenly. Gwen nervously flicked back to the news while we waited in tense silence. The annoying intro-chime of the evening news met our ears. An old man walked onto the screen, the anchor, looking grave and pale.

"This. Can't. Be. Good." I stammered.

"Good evening and welcome to T.I.N.T. Im your anchor, Bob Mokilo, with breaking news."

The screen switched to a creepy looking mansion, but the front was flooded with police cars, helicopters, and SWAT team members.

"A mass murder was committed in this abandoned mansion. 16 teenagers, 8 male, 8 female, normal serial killer, right? Another pattern was found by investigators. All 16 of these young teenagers were the reality TV show Total Drama Island. It was a TV show about 11 boys and 11 girls, competing for a prize of 100 grand. But six still remain. Where are the other three young men ,you ask? Running from the scene of the crime where they killed their ex-friends."

The camera went to the other side of the News room, and went to a marker board, which had a list of the victims. It also had mug-shots of Trent, Geoff, and of course Duncan. Familiar faces popped out like popcorn to us. We just stared, crying hysterically.

"But there are the three girls that have escaped these horrific young men. Where are they now? Safe, we hope. The FBI is clamoring for the top Witness protection programs to find and protect these three innocent young ladies."

And then they showed a group picture of just us three, hugging after we left TDI.

"Tips have come in that the three have been seen in the-." Gwen clicked off the TV. We cried for hours and hours on end. We were horrified that our friends were gone and serial killers. And mainly, we were scared for us, each other, the same question floating around in our heads-

Are we next?

End of flashback

We stood for a few moments, all realizing the horrible truth.

Yes, We Are Where The Crime Was Committed.

Yes, We Were Next.

AUTHOR'S NOTE!

Me: Wow.

Alanis: WHERE THE HECK AM I? WHAT HAPPENS TO ME?!

Me: Chill. Its all good in the neighborhood. For a few minutes.

Alanis: Oh.

Me: IM AMAZING AT SPOOKY STUFF!!

Alanis: *blank stare*

Me: WHAT?? U KNOW IT! EVERYONE DOES! IM FRICKIN AMAZING!

Alanis: You have a sick mind.

Me: Ya. So I am told… ISNT IT GREAT?!

Alanis: YA IT IS!!

Me and all the girls: REVIEW!

P.S- By the way I would like at least like five reviews before I move on. I know its not a lot, but its my first story. 