NOTE: I apologize for the title of the last chapter. There were supposed to be periods in P.E.N.U.S. This is the site's fault, not mine.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.

The videos mentioned in this chapter actually do exist. I recommend them to everyone. And just so you know, since there's at least two episodes of "Jan and Kefka's School of Evil" (there may be more by now; I don't know for sure), the episode I'm referring to is the "Pokémon Trainer" one.

-X-

The following sounds could be heard at Playa des Losers.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"SAY SOMETHING ELSE!!"

"What the hell are you watching?" Noah asked after he heard the piercing scream from Harold's laptop.

"Jan and Kefka's School of Evil," Harold replied. "Who knew Playa des Losers had wireless internet access?"

"Huh… Is that YouTube?"

"Yeah."

"…Search for Robotnik Wants His Money Back…"

-X-

"Cody… I'm sure we'll be fine," Gwen said as she tried to console the nervous wreck in their tent.

"Yeah, I have never seen you so distressed, Warden," Jared added.

Cody sighed. "Look, the Twins are never a problem in Superjail because their antics only just give us even more room for criminals." He paused for a moment. "Here… there are only people that I truly, deeply care about. If the Twins are up to their old tricks, some of us may actually…" He couldn't finish the sentence.

"Warden, you need to calm down," Jared said. "Even if the Twins are here, I doubt they'd do anything. You give them their freedom in Superjail; if they kill someone here, they know you can take it away. Why else do you think we are still alive?"

The Warden thought for a moment, and nodded. "You're right, but… but why are they here, then?"

Jared shrugged. "I wish I knew."

"Probably mind games," they heard Owen say. They turned to the big man. "…What? It makes sense to me…"

Gwen nodded. "That does make sense."

After a few seconds, Cody gave in. "Alright, but I'm going to keep an eye out for those two anyway."

Gwen half-expected him to pluck one of his eyes out. When he didn't, she sighed with relief. "Just… don't beat yourself up over this, okay? I trust Jared's judgment. Besides, if they're as bad as you say they are, if they wanted to kill us, they probably would've done so by now anyway."

Cody nodded and lay down. "You guys are right. I worry too much. It's one of my few flaws…" He fell asleep.

Gwen looked at Jared, who chuckled. "I'm sure he's kidding about the 'flaws' thing."

"…Jared?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you sure they're not so dangerous?"

The short man shook his head. "Look, I really have no idea, but if there's one thing I know, it's that the Twins almost never actually kill anyone. Sure, they set the stage, but the convicts usually do the work themselves. So, as long as no one on the island is a blood-thirsty serial killer, I'm sure we'll be fine."

"I hope so…" Gwen sighed; she was still unsure of their safety.

-X-

"Looky looky."

"The Warden has a lady friend."

"I wish I had a lady friend."

"Who needs a lady friend when we have each other?"

"…"

"…"

"…Okay, that's too creepy. Even for me."

"Sorry."

"No. You crossed the line."

"We joke like that all the time."

"Yes, but you sounded so serious."

"…We're monotonous. It couldn't have possibly sounded different than when we are joking."

"Let's just drop it."

"Okay."

-X-

A large explosion could be heard at Playa des Losers.

"OHH!! SNAP!" Harold shouted. "That is so awesome!"

"Told ya," Noah retorted.

"That's the best video ever!"

"I don't know… Jan and Kefka's School of Evil was pretty sweet, too."

"I'm a Pokémon Trainerrrrrrrrrrrr."

"Haha. Yeah…"

"I'm a Pokémon Trainerrrrrrrrrrrr."

"…Oh, God. You're not –"

"I'm a Pokémon Trainerrrrrrrrrrrr."

"Oh, crap…"

-X-

That night, every camper still on Wawanakwa Island began walking toward the bonfire pit… but not by choice…

"W-What's going on?" Heather asked. Everyone else was quiet, but they wondered the same thing.

"It's now time… for your next challenge," they heard someone say behind them. They all turned to find…

Chris.

"Geesh! Why did you have to scare us like that?" Trent asked.

Chris didn't move – he looked frozen.

"C-Chris?" Geoff began, concerned for the older man.

The handsome host fell over, revealing a butcher knife in his back.

The campers gasped. Some even had regrets, thinking of the old phrase "be careful what you wish for."

"Chris, man, are you okay?" Owen asked in a dimwitted tone.

Monotonous laughter filled the air.

Cody gasped and shook in fear. "It's the Twins!"

Courtney looked confused. "What? Katie and Sadie did this?"

"Nope," they heard from above. Everyone looked up, but didn't see a thing. Suddenly, a thick green fog filled the air. "Try our new Crazy Gas… patent pending…"

"What does it do?" Lindsay asked, which led everyone to stare at her like she asked what two plus two was.

"Y'know… I've been in prison for more than half my life, so…" Duncan began as the gas kicked in. He grabbed his chainsaw. "Time to go Edgar Roni Figaro on your asses!"

"Edgar what?" Owen asked before being sawed in half by the convict.

Everyone screamed. Lindsay cowered behind Trent, who was cowering behind DJ, who was cowering behind Tyler, who was cowering behind Heather. Not much to say here, other than that they were next on Duncan's list.

Jared and Gwen screamed as they turned to Cody. "W-What do we do?!"

"Well… you should've listened to me," Cody said as he ducked Duncan's attack. The convict tripped over him and ended up falling on the still running chainsaw.

Courtney screamed as she watched Duncan seal his fate. "DUNCAN!!" Then, she felt the gas kick in. "You WILL be avenged!" She ran over to Justin and threw him into the bonfire. "FEEL MY WRATH!!!"

As they watched the carnage in front of them, Cody couldn't help but wonder why he, Jared, and Gwen weren't affected. When he gave them a second look, he realized they were wearing gas masks, and he was wearing one, too. 'Wait! Were we wearing gas masks before?' he pondered to himself.

Eventually, the carnage ended, and all that was left was them and Beth.

Cody sighed with relief and took off his gas mask. He knew Beth: she wouldn't hurt a fly.

Beth turned to Gwen and hissed. "You stole my man!"

Oh, crap.

The glasses-wearing brunette threw a machete at Gwen. Unfortunately, she hit her target.

"NO!" Cody shouted, Gwen now lying in his arms. He took off her gas mask so he could see her one last time.

"C-Cody…"

"Gwen…"

"I… I'm sorry…"

"Gwen… there's nothing to be sorry about…" Tears began to fill the Warden's eyes.

"Cody… I… I… lov…" She was gone before she could finish.

"…No… NO! GWEN!! GWEN!!" The tears were flying now. "Please… wake up… Wake up…"

-X-

"Wake up."

"Gwen… Gwen…"

"Wake up, Cody."

Cody opened his eyes. It was just a dream?

But…

But it felt so… real.

How could it just be a dream?

He shuddered. What if it was more than a dream?

What if… it was a premonition?