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Chapter Two: The Eleventh
"Carolina, Puerto Rico," Gabriella read off the map, as Troy brushed his teeth.

"Weird. So basically anyone who reads that black-covered book come here..." Troy confirmed.

"I guess."

"Let's go. I'm starving, I'm so grabbing some breakfast first," Troy said pulling Gabriella with him.

As they sat on the couch with muffins and two glasses of orange juice, they watched the news that was on.

"Thank you, Scott. Well the murderer strikes again with his eleventh murder this month. With the records from Fairview, all victims had come from an unknown world to us. So for all those who came from unknown world, be out on the lookout. This is Cody Math reporting from the crime scene."

"Woah. The eleventh this month? And it's only like the forteenth of this month."

But Gabriella was too absorbed into the black-covered book.

Sabrina woke up the next day, hoping she would be at home.

But from the colour of the ceiling, she knew she wasn't home.

Sabrina sighed.

She had a quick showerm, and hobbled down the stairs dead tired.

Sabrina grabbed a muffin and a glass of orange juice, and sat at a glass of orange juice, and sat at a table, facing the television.

"Thank you, Scott. Well the murderer strikes again with his eleventh murder this month. With the records from Fairview, all victims had come from an unknown world to us. So for all those who came from unknown world, be out on the lookout. This is Cody Math reporting from the crime scene."

'The eleventh murder?!' Sabrina thought.

She looked at the clock and remember that she was suppose to meet Sean soon.

She hurried out of Fairview, and over to the fountain, where Sean already was.

"Ready?" Sean asked.

"Ready."

Sabrina and Sean started to walk west from the fountain.

"So we need to get to downtown, which is several hours of walking. I know a short-cut, so we won't have to walk for so long."

"Cool."

The two walked through a small forest, and stopped at an abandoned tunnel filled with dried-up leaves.

"I'll go first," Sean volunteered.

Sabrina bobbed her head.

As Sabrina walked slowly on top of the leaves, she could hear the water pitter-pattering against the tunnel base.

They continued walking through the tunnel.

Sabrina suddenly screamed bloody-murder.

Sean was at least already ten feet ahead of her.

He turned around, and saw Sabrina pointing at something on the ground.

"What?"

"Th-there's cockaroaches!"

"Don't worry. Now, come on," Sean said turning around.

He had walked another three feet before noticing that Sabrina wasn't behind him.

"Sabrina."

Sabrina didn't move.

"Do you wanna leave this place and never go home, or what?"

"Fine," Sabrina mumbled.

As Sabrina started to walk, trying to not step on the bugs, she looked as if she was about to cry.

Sean gave her a pat on the back and they continued down the tunnel.

Several hours passed before they came out of the tunnel, where they found a hotel and stayed overnight.

"Gabs."

"Huh. Wha?" Gabriella said coming back to reality.

"Did'ja hear what the TV reported?"

"What?"

"There's been eleven murders this month," Troy informed her.

"The eleventh?"

"Yeah."

Gabriella ignored the strange feeling in her.

"C'mon, we gotta meet Brian and get outta here."

"Ready?" Brian asked.

"Ready."

"Ready."

As the trio started to walk west from the fountain, Brian said, "So we need to get to downtown, which is several hours of walking. I know a short-cut, so we won't have to walk for so long."

"Cool."

They reached the middle of a tunnel before Gabriella started screaming, and clutched on to Troy.

Troy ended up carrying the frightened Gabriella out of the tunnel.

That night, in her hotel room, Gabriella jerked up from her bed.

Everything that had happened with her and Troy, had happened to Sabrina.

She sighed, and fell backwards back on to the bed, convincing herself that is was nothing.