Hey! Okay, so I feel bad for not updating, and I decided that I will show you Cristina's "special ability", since you already know Crystal's. I know you haven't heard from me in like, oh, I don't know, a year or so, and I apologize. I'll update a lot sooner, I promise! I'm just waiting for a certain book to get to my house since the last time I ordered off of Ebay the guy totally lost the book... Look at me, I'm rambling! I'll just shut up now and let you read the chapter you've been waiting so long to read.

Oh, and by the way, it's Frank's POV.

Frank

"Where's Joe?"

My eyes shot open, the two words that can wake me up from a deep REM sleep. Joe? He wasn't here?! Wait a second, where was here?

I groan, sitting up.

"Frank?" I heard, and I blinked furiously. It's raining outside.

"Crystal..." I mumbled, confused.

"Actually, it's Cristina." Cristina said, sounding disappointed.

"Where's Joe?" I asked, looking around and realizing that, indeed, Joe was missing from the group.

"Well," Cristina started fidgeting, shifting from one foot to the other. "You see, he kinda, uh..."

"He's missing." Crystal said, apparently overhearing our conversation. "Alex checked the beach, the jungle, the ship, but these are all the survivors."

I paled. All of the survivors? Was Joe...?

Cristina glared at Crystal, who shrugged. I stared at them, because it almost seemed like they were having a silent conversation with each other. Crystal rolled her eyes and Cristina shook her head. She glanced at a tree and Crystal nodded. They both walked over, just staring at each other silently. Cristina's eyes widened and Crystal nodded. She glanced at me, nodded again and then glared at Cristina. Cristina just sighed and returned to the camp.

"What was that about?" I asked before Cristina could talk.

"Just, nothing. Listen, I don't want you to be scared or anything, okay? Just focus on Joe, repeat his name in your head or think of all the memories you can."

I stared at her. "What?"

"Just do it. I can find your brother." she said, a little bit irritably.

"Okay." I said hesitantly, and I thought about Joe. A moment later I felt two fingers resting on my forehead, but I didn't break my concentration.

FLASH!

"Joe!" I shouted, passing the ball to him. It traveled a long time in the air before, finally, it reached his hands. He jumped into the end zone to score the final touchdown of the game.

"Whooo!" He screamed, waving the ball in the air and doing his ridiculous victory dance. I shook my head. We had won the game, but my brother was still hopeless.

FLASH!

I opened my eyes, even though I still couldn't see. My vision was blurred over, like I was crying, or I needed glasses.

I saw Joe, sitting in a tree. A tree? What the heck was he doing in a tree? The picture, thing, kind of, like, zoomed out or something like that. I saw three guys standing below him, talking. Joe was obviously trying to hide from them, but why? And who were they?

Cristina's fingers left my forehead, and my vision returned.

"What?" I asked, really confused now. For a few seconds, I wasn't in a jungle in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. I was first back at home on the Bayport High football field, and then I was in... a tree?

Cristina smiled a real smile. "You knew about Crystal's ability. Now you know mine."