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Hannah, a straight brown haired girl, was one of the girls who screamed all the way down. Or at least ever since she fell from when the floor disappeared. She had tried to grab onto a boy she reckoned as her twin brother as they fell, but then the darkness swallowed them, and the next thing she knew was that a piano blocked off her path to reach him. And that's when she started screaming.

At first her screaming had just been to find her brother. But no matter how hard she thought about what name to yell, she couldn't remember. Plus, the throbbing of her head wasn't helping it. Every time she thought of him and screamed, a head-splitting pain pulsed at her temples, which resulted in non-stop maniac screaming.

She gasped, and then continued to screech her head off.

After a few minutes later, her voice started to feel hoarse, so she stopped yelling for a while to catch her breath and soothe her voice. Then, she promised herself, right afterwards, she would continue to find her twin.

After she swallowed a few times to alleviate the dryness of her throat, she set off screaming again.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIEEEEEEEAAAA AAAAAAH—!"

"SHUT THE *beep* UP YOU *beep*!" A voice shrilled on top of Hannah's yodeling.

A girl with side bangs was falling on the right side of Hannah. She had long black hair that was trailing on top of her. She looked super pissed, and was plugging her ears so hard that Hannah thought that they were stuck. The girl's vein on her neck was popping out as though she had been trying to get Hannah's attention. On her nametag said "Hello, My Name Is: Stephanie" with a cute little heart at the end. Stephanie was printed in neat cursive handwriting.

"Jeez! You just made me cuss. Freshman these days, can't even listen to what the upper classmen hafta say about their screeching," muttered the girl as she uncorked her ears.

"I'm not a freshman. I'm a sophomore, genius," retorted Hannah. This Asian was seriously making her mad.

Sparks flew between the girl's eyes before they turned their heads and "humphed."

"Hey guys," said a shy voice.

Both girls turned their head and looked at the source of the voice. They saw a cute looking girl with curly brown hair. On her nametag it said "Hello, My Name is: Idil" The glanced at her with head to toe; she was pretty innocent looking.

"Woah, a gathering of people! Great, now we can brainstorm a way out of here," said another voice nervously.

Out of the darkness, yet another person came within the vision of the group. Apparently his name was Richard. He had a buzz cut and was wearing camouflage pants and a sleeveless back top. He was rather lean, but he looked strong enough to take out several people.

"You! I know you," said Stephanie as she scratched her head.

Richard looked at Stephanie and was equally surprised. "Hey! I know you too! Something like…a childhood memory?"

Both of them nodded and started casually talking about where they knew each other and how they could prevent them from falling to their oh-so-very-sad deaths. Idil, the other brown headed girl, just hung back at a distance.

Hannah just harrumphed again. People popping out of nowhere were interrupting her finding her only connection and memory: her brother. She slowly took in a breath of air.

A fist conked her in the head.

"Hey, will you cut it out?!" Hannah turned around and was ready to strangle whom she thought was Stephanie, that rude Asian girl with the side swept bangs.

"Why don't you cut it out? I could hear your sweet mother *beep*ing voice all over the place," said a boy. He was her twin!

Hannah squealed and then latched on the boy. She hugged her brother as tight as possible, glad she found him, while he tried, desperately, to get her off. Hannah really quickly glanced at her twin brother's nametag. Daniel.

"Hey, lady, would you quit hugging me? We're fifteen already. It's kind of embarrassing us," said Daniel as he pointed to the people that were staring at them.

Hannah immediately let go.

Self-image was important! She thought.

"Cool! You guys are twins! I know—or at least I think I know—these twins." Idil piped up.

"Do you know us?" asked Daniel. He looked eager to gain his memories back.

"No," Idil said sadly. "I think the twins were girls. Just…I don't know what their race was or what their names were."

Everybody fell in awkward silence for a while.

"I'm late, I'm late! I'm late for a very important date!" Echoed a voice.

Everyone stared into the darkness, expecting someone to pop out. And pop out of the darkness someone did. It was a Caucasian girl that looked like one of her parents was from Asia, and the other America or Europe. According to her nametag, he name was Silvya.

"What?" She asked impatiently.

When no one answered, Stephanie asked, "What date?"

"What are you talking about? I didn't say anything about a date!"

"No time to say hello, goodbye!" Called the voice again. This time it was closer.

Stephanie's eyes widened with understanding.

"What is it?" Hannah questioned. "What the heck is that voice coming from?"

A tape recorder drifted into the middle of the group. The group circled around it, curious what enchantment it could be, floating directly to them.

"I'm late! I'm late! I'm late!"

"What the..." said Daniel.

Richard slowly nodded.

Then it all dawned on them what kind of mess they were in. Not exactly a mess, but more like a modern story that was very messed up indeed.

"Alice in Wonderland," Hannah whispered.