I was lost in a forest, and I couldn't see through the mist and the silver trees.

Where was I? I remember me and Drew stepped on the transportation plate and now...

I heard a soft sound and I know that singing. The voice is familiar, so I start running toward it hoping this wasn't a trick. Suddenly my body was pushed to the ground. One of the training robots leered over me, and I sword appeared in my hand, I stabbed it's heart, letting the robot fall to the ground.

"Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree," the voice sings and I start running again, but my feet seems to be stuck. the ground is sticky like glue, and I try to run but there is no way I can. I grab onto a tree branch, pulling myself up and I start to climb.

"Merry, merry, king of the bush is he."

I could have sworn I saw Drew sitting on a branch, but he's not there when I blink again so I keep climbing.

"Laugh," the voice sings again and I the trees starts to melt. What? They soak into the ground like water, and I just start to run, getting scared. Where am I?

"Laugh, kookaburra! Laugh, Kookaburra!" I blink and now I'm surrounded by dozens of flowers, some reaching the length of city building other down to the size of mice. I slow down, studding the fields and trying to find the voice.

"Gay your life must be."

I turn to find a girl with a red cape running away and I chase after her confused. She starts laughing, giggling like a school child but she keeps always just out of reach.

"Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree."

I'm falling. The ground's crumbling underneath me and I'm falling. The world turns bitch black dark and the sound ringing in my ears is that little girls laugh.

"Eating all the gum drops he can see."

I plunge into an icy cold water, and I try to swim, but the iciness is warmer and the water only get's thicker. the stench becomes unbearable, and it takes me a second to realize it's not water.

Stop, Kookaburra! Stop, Kookaburra!"

I can't breathe.

"Leave some there for me,"

The liquid starts to drain.

"Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree,"

I need air.

"Counting all the monkey's he can see,"

It wasn't water.

It was blood.

There's thousands of them. Bodies, laying against the floor. And it takes me a minute to realize they're not just bodies, they're holograms. Like at the training facility. There's a few alive, and I realize what's killing them all. Drew. He's slicing through the holograms, fighting for his life.

"STOP,KOOKABURRA!"

The voice is barely singing now, more like screaming and then I see Drew running towards me.

I try to open my voice, to tell him I'm not one of them.

"STOP KOOKABURRA!"

It's not singing.

It's screaming.

"That's not a monkey,"

His blade cut's through me. I fall to the floor, but my demon can't find a body.

"That's me,"

He seems to see me now, realize I'm not a hologram. But it's to late.

"Kookaburra sits on a rusty nail, get's a boo-boo in his tail."

Drew's eyes are full of tear's and I can barely breathe, the worlds blackening.

"Cry, Kookaburra! Cry, Kookaburra!"

"I'm sorry," he whispers and the words ring in my ears.

The last thing I see is Red, looming over me in that red cape. it was her singing. But she's different now, smirking at me with evil in her eyes.

"Oh how life can be,"

I jump forward, falling straight out of my bed, my nightmare still flashing in my mind. I groan, the pain from the fall hurting my body.

XOX

"Hey, Maddie you okay?" I look up to find Drew looking back into my eyes.

We're suppose t be fighting, right.

"Duck," he warns, and I fall to the floor, and he throws his blade out to land into the virtual figure. The robot falls to the floor, obviously dead and he pulls the blade out of its chest. He turns back to me, "Are you okay?"

He repeats the question as if I can pinpoint an easy answer.

I sigh, "I'm not sure."

He asks what I mean, but I just shake my head, taking my sword and starting to walk. We've been in the arena for the last hour since Echo believes we're ready for more. And the scariest thing is the fact that this time we're not holograms. I could die at any second, because Echo's equipped every single robot with angel blades. We start to move through the town, my eyes grazing over a market and vintage store. People are laughing and talking, not even noticing us just as they're programed to do.

"Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree," I start to sing quietly, tapping the tune with my fingers on the brick wall by us.

He looks at me a little confused as if he should know what the song means to me.

"She's two now," He says quietly, and I turn to him confused.

"Who's two?"

"Emilia."

"Ah," I stroll forward starting to skip a little to the tune of my song.

Drew grabs my hand, pulling me closer. His eyes travel to a small coffee shop in between a market and a vintage store

"That wasn't there before," He says, his voice going quiet, and he squeezes my hand.

"Are you ready?" I ask carefully, knowing very well we could die in there.

"Yeah," he whispers, leaning down to kiss me and I fell heat prick at the back of my neck when he does.

We pull apart, walking into the shop, and the second Drew opens the door, gunshots.

The lights turn off, and I fall to the floor, feeling my way through the shop. My hand grazes over a body and I shiver at the coldness.

Gunshot.

I freeze, squinting trying to figure out how a shop can be so dark. I sharp pain goes through me hand, and I bite my lip trying hard not to scream as my bones crack. There's heels on my hand, and when they step off my hands gone numb accept for pain. I feel tears falling down my face, but that doesn't matter now. I have to complete the arena. I take my gun with my other hand, putting my finger on the trigger.

I see a shadow moving, right behind the cash register, it may have just been a tiny shift but it was there. I pull the trigger.

Gunshot.

I hand clamps over my mouth, and I try to bite the skin but I can't. The hand's warm, as if it had been hovering over a fire moments before. I'm being tossed over the persons shoulder, and I try not to move. No one else would need to save me but Drew, yet this isn't him. Whoever it is, smells like pine wood and vanilla. The person continues walking and suddenly the body topples over, falling on top of me, warm blood spilling from it's chest. I gasp in horror, letting the blood spill on me.

I can't move. There's a figure looming over me, and

Gunshot.

The world goes black.