"TL, who the hell is TL?" asked Cody. It was the morning after Duncan's accident and Courtney had just shown them the third note.

"I have no idea." said Courtney with a puzzled look.

"Are we sure this one's even from the same person?" asked LeShawna . "'Cause the other two weren't signed."

"It's from the same person alright. I recognize the handwriting." Courtney replied. "What confuses me is why I was the one who received this one."

"Isn't it obvious?" said Gwen. "Who ever is leaving these notes, left them for Duncan for a reason, and with Duncan temporarily out of the picture, the next logical choice to leave them for would be you, because you're his wife."

"What bothers me is the fact that he, or she, wants to meet with you." said Bridgette. "I mean why now? Why didn't this person just come forward at the beginning instead of playing games?"

"I think playing games is the point, Bridge." said Justin. "If this TL person wanted to be straight with us he would have. I think he's trying to psyche us out and make us more susceptible to attack, or whatever he's planning for us."

"You may be right Justin, but it doesn't change anything." said Courtney. "I'm still going to meet him."

"Courtney you can't be serious?" said Owen. "We don't know who this guy is, what if he hurts you? I mean for all we know he's the psycho behind all this."

"But we're never gonna know unless we find out." said Courtney. "We made a promise to Duncan and I plan on holding to that. We owe it to him, and to Lindsey, Beth, and Izzy to figure this out. Look, if you guys are so concerned about my safety you can come with me, the note doesn't say anything about not bringing backup. But if you're not gonna help than get out of my way cause I'm going whether you like it or not."

The others conceded and together they headed for the park. They would spend the entire day there, waiting for 11:30 to arrive. When it finally did, they found themselves alone, save a short, white haired man in a black suit who seemed to be watching them. For a few moments they just stared, waiting to see what this man would do. Then it hit Owen, he had seen this man before; on the night of Izzy's accident, he had been standing right across the street.

"Gah, I've seen this guy before." Owen shouted. "He was there, the night Izzy was run down, watching us."

"Owen, OWEN!" Geoff shouted, "calm down, look at me. You're sure you've seen him before?"

"Yes!" Owen yelped. "I'm positive. Who are you?" he said, advancing towards the man. "What do you want from us? Why are you hurting my friends?"

The man looked at him a moment before answering, "I do not want anything from you Owen. My name is Thomas Locke and I am here to help you."

"Bullshit!" said D.J. "If you wanted to help us why didn't you come forward sooner? Why did you let four of us get hurt before you asked for a meeting? Is it because you're the one behind this or do you just get some sick pleasure from watching other people suffer?"

"Excellent questions D.J." Thomas replied, "and rest assured I will answer them. I will tell you everything, but you must understand, from here on in, we are all at risk."

"At risk from what exactly?" asked Noah.

"From a man named Dorian McGraver III." Thomas replied.

"Oh shit!" Chris and Chef said together.

"You guys know who he's talking about?" asked Trent.

"They most certainly do." said Thomas, before Chris or Chef could reply. "Dorian McGraver is a friend of their's if I'm not much mistaken?"

"A former friend." growled Chris. "He's a former friend, the slimy, ungrateful piece of shit. We haven't seen him in seven years. He helped us create Total Drama Island, but we had to let him go, after he decided it would be fun to have campers actually die."

"TDI was actually Dorian's idea to begin with." Chef continued. "He, Chris and I were friends in school, and we had always wanted to create a reality show. So we did, but it wasn't exactly what we wanted it to be."

"Wait, wait, hold up. I thought you were in the army?" said Tyler.

"I was." said Chef. "It wasn't till after I'd gotten back that we really got to work on the show. As I said, it was Dorian's idea, well partially. It was his idea to do challenges, it was Chris who came up with the summer camp thing. Dorian comes from a rich ass family and he invested a lot of money in this project, especially in the challenges. But as Chris said he wanted to actually see campers die. The things he had planned make what Chris and I did to you look like a goddamn cakewalk."

"So you guys booted him from his own show." said Harold. "I bet he wasn't happy about that, was he?"

"No, he was uber pissed." said Chris. "But there wasn't a whole lot he could do. He was out voted, two to one. See all three of us had controlling shares in the show. Individually, Dorian could have crushed us, but he couldn't take us both down if we pooled our shares. In the end he just left and took all the funding, so we had to start over from scratch, the bastard."

"So how do you factor into all this?" Gwen asked, eying Thomas.

"I used to work for Dorian's company." Thomas replied. "About a year ago, I heard a rumor that Dorian was going to extract his revenge on Chris and Chef. I couldn't let that happen, especially after I found out how. Dorian knew that Chris and Chef developed a personal relationship with the 22 of you who competed in TDI, and he decided the best way to make them pay was to kill all of you, because that would make them guilty by association, and would drive them to kill themselves."

"Yeah that sounds like something that dick would do." said Chris.

"But why are you helping us?" asked Eva. "You don't even know us."

"I'm helping you because Dorian McGraver deserves to burn in hell." said Thomas. "He took from me the most precious thing in my life, when he had my wife killed, and I will choke on my own blood before I let him do that to anyone else."

"Oh God dude." said Geoff. "I'm really sorry to hear that."

"Don't worry about it." said Thomas. "It's in the past and it can't be changed. What matters now is bringing that bastard down, so he can't do it again."

"So we form an alliance then." said Heather. "We let Thomas in our meetings and he continues to feed us information on Dorian. Chris, Chef, anything you think would help throw that out too, agreed?"

"Agreed." confirmed the others and Thomas.

"Okay, good. Someone should fill Duncan, Lindsey, and Beth in on this, and Izzy too, if she wakes up, God willing." said Heather.

"We'll do it." Courtney said, gesturing at Owen, Tyler, and Cody. Heather nodded.

"Okay, lets head back to the hotel and get started on this plan." said Gwen, and they set off. As they left the park, Gwen thought she saw someone watching them, but she wasn't sure.

On the other side of the park, a black SUV sat waiting. Suddenly a man walked up to the vehicle. "It is done. Locke has allied with them."

"Excellent." said a voice from within the SUV. "Everything is going according to plan."