Warnings: Cursing and a lot more cursing.

Phil got up and walked away from the group, and went deeper into the woods. When he felt safe enough, he did his business, and then headed back to the group's camp. He saw that Dave and Oscar were awake. Oscar grabbed a bottled water and took a drank from it.

"I think we should go back to the bus to find a map. We need to know where we are exactly," Oscar said.

"We left New Orleans at around eleven at night, so we must still be in Louisiana I'm guessing," Phil sat down.

"At least we know we aren't out of state then," Dave wiped his forehead.

Mickie woke up to the sounds of the men's voices and mumbled out something. She placed two hands on the ground to support her. "What are you all talking about?"

"We need to go to the bus to get a map and more things," Phil said.

"Okay that's a good idea," Mickie nodded.

"Come on Dave. Oscar stays, because I don't think you're still able to walk, alright?" Phil suggested and Oscar agreed. So Phil and Dave began walking towards the street and they stopped in the middle of the road.

"How can that be?" Dave said out loud.

"Where the hell is the damn bus!" Phil looked down at the ground and saw no sign of any of the bus.

"Phil! The body!" Dave ran to where he had left the body but only saw the blanket he had covered him with.

"What the fuck is happening?" Phil stomped his right foot and started to run back to the camp and Dave followed.

Mickie rose up when she saw them two running, and she stopped Phil. "What's wrong?"

"The bus! The bus isn't there anymore!" He shouted and it awoke everyone else.

"What? That's not possible," Mickie shook Phil.

"It's gone! The damn bus is gone. It's off the road! Not even a damn scrap of it is left."

Dave then spoke out, "the body. The driver's body is gone too. The only thing left was the blanket I put over him."

Beth got on her feet and moved past Dave and Phil. She went to the road and nothing was there.

Phil, Oscar, Mickie, Dave walked behind her and stood. Beth lifted her hands and began questioning, but to no certain person.

"How could it just be gone? I mean we didn't hear it or anything. How could it all just vanish?" Beth kept asking.

"Who ever did take the bus knew we were close and knew they'd have to do this very quietly, and stealthy. I still can't believe we didn't hear any of it," Dave said.

"Let's get moving," Mickie began walking back to the camp.

"Huh?" Beth looked back at her.

"We should move. Keep walking down the road so we can find some civilization. I'm not staying around here with whatever is fucking around with us."

Everyone went back and began packing up whatever they had. Melina, Kelly, and Cena were still seated and they were talking amongst themselves. Cena looked at Mickie and asked, "What's up? Why's everyone packing shit up?"

"We are leaving here. We'll keep walking down the road to find some help."

"Is something wrong?" Melina asked and also got her things.

"You'll see when you get near the road," Oscar said.

At that, the group got everything ready and walked out to the road.

"What the fuck?" Cena shouted, "Where's the bus at?"

"We don't know but someone apparently took the whole damn thing. That's why we are leaving this place and finding some help." Phil lifted his bag a little on to his shoulder.

Melina and Kelly were just shocked and didn't feel like asking questions, or knowing.

They walked and walked down the road. Oscar kept checking the time and saw that it was now nine in the morning. Still walking along the road, there was no sign of any help. Nothing but woods were surrounding them.

Kelly was behind everyone else and she was beginning to loose energy. She felt her legs weaken and her breathe give out. She was getting hungry and thirsty.
Melina heard something behind her and saw that Kelly had collapsed right on the floor. She knelt down and lifted Kelly, and Mickie too saw and helped out. "It's okay girl, we'll get you some water." Mickie grabbed a bottle and poured some water into Kelly's mouth. Thankfully Kelly was responding, and it was a big relief to Mickie and Melina.

And they continued to walk but they were still met with more road and more trees. Cena and Dave who were ahead of everyone else, stopped and looked back at their fellow friends. Cena shook his head and said, "We can't go on walking. There's obviously nothing around. The only thing to do is make a camp again."

"I'm fine with that. We're far away from where we were so let's make camp now," Mickie sighed.

Beth looked into the woods and gasped.

"A house!" She shouted in somewhat of a glee of joy.

"Where?" Phil asked.

Beth pointed to a small two-story house in the woods. It looked dark but very unoccupied.

"Are you sure that's a good idea though? What if someone's staying in there?" Melina was staring at the house in disgust.

"Who's going to be staying in a abandoned house?" Beth said to Melina.

"Maybe a crack head or some crazy person."

"In the middle of no where?"

"You know what, let's just go check it out and see if we can camp out there," Cena walked off into the woods.

Not everyone agreed to that decision but there was nothing really they could do. They arrived at the house and noticed it was very old as well.

"You go in first Cena. You're brave and all, so go at it," Beth said.

He looked at her with a blank face and then looked back at the door. He slowly turned the knob but the door was already half opened. He pushed it forward and the door opened easily. He walked in and saw that it was an ordinary old home. He dropped his bags and shrugged his shoulders. "See? It's okay."

Everyone had a moment of ease and they too dropped their bags near the far wall. Kelly put her bags down and glanced toward the stairs, which was at the left wall of the house. For an instant she thought she saw something walking up but she didn't want to create a big deal out of it. She quickly walked away from the stairs and went to Phil's side. He smiled at her and said, "You're doing okay?"

"I'm doing fine, thanks," she placed her hand behind his back.

"Do you all want to sleep here or see if there's rooms upstairs?" Melina asked pointing her finger up to the ceiling.

"No!" Kelly snapped. "I just think it's safer if we all stay in the same room, that's all."

"She's got a good point there," Beth agreed.

Phil lowered his eyebrows in a way to signify concern and Kelly looked at him. "Are you sure you're okay?" He touched her cheek. "I'm sure," she said.

Later on, everyone kept himself or herself occupied with telling stories and jokes. They tried to pass the time up with games and things. Some of them got their mind off what had happened and some didn't. Oscar once again glanced at his watch and it was now barely twelve in the afternoon.

"Devedas, el tiempo debe' de ir rapido porque no puedo andar aqui no mas hablando y no se' que," Oscar told Melina.

"Ya se'. Lo que yo pienso es que debemos andar cercas del calle'. Si alguien pase' por aqui pues como vamos a saber?" Melina was getting frustrated.

"You're right. Do you want to wait out there for awhile?"

"Sure, why not?"

Melina and Oscar began to walk out the door, and then Cena asked, "Where you two going?"

"We want to stand by the road to see if anyone passes," Melina said.

"Alright, stay safe and keep aware of your surroundings," He said.

"Thanks for the information Cena," Melina had said with a hint of sarcasm.

The two stopped near the road and stood for a good fifteen minutes but of course, nobody drove by.

Then the familiar sound of an engine was getting close and this made Melina almost jump for joy. And there it was. An old yet rather big Bronco came revving down the street in full speed. Melina started waving her hands above her head to get the driver's attention. It looked as if the car was going to stop and Melina was shouting in Spanish, "Oh gracias a Dios!"

But there was something about the driver that caught Oscar's eye. The driver seemed to be wearing a black robe and he couldn't see the face. Just when he thought the driver was going to stop, it sped up and was headed straight into Melina.

Oscar turned to her and shouted, "Move! Get out the way now!"

Melina screamed, ran and jumped out of the car's way. Oscar ran to her and heard the car speed off down the road.

"Oh my God, are you okay Melina?"

She nodded but began to cry. Oscar helped her up and they quickly went back to the house.

Oscar and Melina walked through the door, and Melina sat down and covered her face. Mickie came to her and everyone started asking questions. "What happened, Meli?"

"There was this car and it was coming our way and I thought it was going to stop. It went straight at me, but thankfully I got out of the way."

"Are you serious? What kind of car was it?" Cena asked Oscar.

"It was a Bronco, a big ass Bronco but it was kind of old. There…there was something about the driver though. I swear I saw him wearing a black robe and I couldn't even see his face."

"You got to be kidding me," Beth said.

"I'm not and I don't know if he's going be coming back or if he was joking around with Melina like that."

"From now on, we all stay in here and if we are going out, we go out together. You all got that?" Dave said firmly to the group, and everyone nodded.

"Well since we are going to be stuck in here for a bit, I'm going to go upstairs to check it out," Phil crossed his arms.

"No, Phil don't," Kelly stopped him.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't think you should, please don't go up there."

"I'm going to see if there's anything we can use. I don't know, maybe a flashlight, maybe food, let me go check and I'll be right down." Phil placed one foot on one step and Kelly grabbed his hand.

"Can I go with you?"

"Yeah you can."

Then there was that feeling again. The feeling of being watched was lurking over him like a dark cloud. Phil looked up the stairs and took in a big breath…

"Let's go."

Endnotes: So far so good? I hope so. I want everyone to know that this is a slasher story. So yes, one of your favorite superstars will be getting the end of a blade or whatever way. I'm wishing you'd still read this though because I'm working hard on it. I'm sorry if you're favorite gets the boot. That is how the cookie crumbles, what did you expect?