Two more days. If his date doesn't increase tomorrow or if I see a timer above him, I'm going to grab a gun and you really don't want to know what I'm going to do with it.

"James. Hey. Jamie! James!" Kendall calls. "Oh now you're ignoring me! C'mon! Yesterday you wanted my attention, now I want yours."

I turn to my boyfriend on the bed. I see him lying there all ready to have some fun. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed still fully dressed.

"Oh, I'm sorry Kendall." I say. " I've been preoccupied for the future event that's gonna happen in two days."

"See! Now you know why I've been ignoring you!" He says.

I give him a small smile. I take my shirt off and stand up about to pull down my pants.

"Here." Kendall says. I turn my head around to the bed and see him on his belly. He scoot forward and reach for my waist. I turn my head back to the front and face the door.

A few hours ago, Logan went to visit Jasmine, found out she went to a rehabilitation center. He said she's still troubled. Of course. It's only her first day there. When he was finally alone with her, he asked her about her dad. He told me that she said she loves her father, but hates him at the same time. She only likes him cause of he cares about her and worries for her. When she found out her dad steals, she hates him and called the police on him. Logan explains to her why her dad is doing that, she refused to listen. Then Logan asked again when she changed her personality, hoping for a different answer and reaction. But no, same reaction. Well, I guess that means Jasmine doesn't care what happens to her dad. Well, if she doesn't care, then-

I feel myself fall back. I hit the bed. I kick my pants off of my ankles. Kendall pull me further on the bed. I lay there motionless. He pushes me to my belly. He reach over to the drawers. His body over me.

I just need to shoot anywhere but the heart, brain, or organs. Enough to injure him. Not kill him. Just hope I know how to shoot a gun. Wait, do I know how? Yeah, I bet I do. I have perfect aim. Just need concentration. I can imagine it now. Carlos will be safe, thanks to me.

"James," Kendall says. "Why are you orange? What are you thinking about?" Orange. Deep in thought. Am I that obvious to him? Oh wait, yeah, he can see aura and it is very obvious. Can't hide auras. Oh whatever. I bet we're not doing anything important.

Now, let's see... oh yeah, let's see where he lives. If I can get Carlos to tell me where the robber lives, I can grab a gun and use it on him whenever I see him harming my little friend.

But first, ask Mr. Garcia for a gun. Ha! I doubt he'll lend one to me.

"What are you doing?" Kendall ask. I shake my head vigorously to get myself back to reality and found myself facing the headboard. I'm still on my belly. I feel someone sitting on my legs and I knew it was Kendall. Then I look at my hands. my arms are stretched out in front of me. I see my hands clasp together, forming a gun. Wow, was I really that out of reality? I look up at my boyfriend and see him staring down at me. He raises his bushy eyebrows. I uncomfortably turn my head forward to the headboard and look at my hands again. Now I feel weird.

"Pew, pew." I say, trying to make the awkwardness between us less strange, but that just makes things even weirder.

"James," Kendall says. " Do you want to do it or not?"

I chuckle awkwardly. "Uh yeah, sure."

I get myself up on my hands and knees. He wrap his arms around my waist and put himself into me. I hear him moan in pressure. I try to enjoy myself too, but I can't stop thinking.

I don't think I'll ever stop until it actually happens. I keep thinking what will happen that day. All I know is, he will be killed by the robber. But why? How? Maybe with a gun, maybe with a knife, a grenade... okay, maybe not a grenade. Maybe he'll hurt Carlos first and if he screams, yelp, or even makes a peep, he'll be killed.

"You're not enjoying this, are you?" Kendall ask sadly.

"I'm sorry." I say.

Kendall gets out of me and lay down beside me. "How about we do if after this is all over. It seems to be bothering you."

I plop back on my belly and turn to my sides to face him. "Yeah, it's close to date, you know."

"Yeah, I understand."

"I know you do." I'm glad you do.

"Night James."

"Night." I turn around to face the door.

I close my eyes, trying to sleep, but I can't. I need more information. If only I can somehow to forward in time to see what will happen and prevent it. Wait, that's it! Shane!

I shoot up with a smile. I turn to my boyfriend. "Hey, Ken."

"Yeah?" He ask not turning around.

"Can you somehow make me unconscious?"

"No."

"But you-"

"I don't need to know. Whatever it is, the answer is going to be no."

"Okay." I say and lay back down.

Maybe Shane could only go back in time, not forward. Or maybe that was a dream? Can't remember, but that murderer/suicide thing seems real and the blood smells real. Still give me the creeps.

I keep staring at the closed door and imagine. Soon, my eyes got heavy and I drift to sleep.

I wake up by a scream. I shoot up and frantically look around. I'm still in my room. Okay, not sure why I just heard a scream. Maybe it's just in my mind. I lay back down. I feel the bed wet. What's going on? I sit up again and turn to Kendall. He's still sleeping motionless, facing away from me. I see he's wearing a shirt. I do too. Weird. How did we manage to get dressed in our sleep? Kendall is wearing a white t-shirt with red splattered in the front. Okay, now- what the... Kendall doesn't own a white shirt with red splatted on it.

I face Kendall again and stare at his shirt. I think the red spot is growing. I'm scared to look down on the bed or turn him around. I look down. A big red spot on the bed around him. No... I quickly grab him and turn him around. My eyes widen. A big red spot covers his shirt over his heart and I see a darker red on the red hole of his shirt. No!

"Kendall! Wake up!" I cry. Tears fill and fall down my cheek. Did he get shot in his sleep?

I hear the scream again. The same one that woke me up. I stop crying to listen. Someone screams again. It's distant.

"Carlos." I say to myself. I slide off the bed and to the door. I try to turn the knob, but it's locked. To my fear, the door knob has no lock or a key hole. Nothing.

"Hey!" I yell banging on the door. "Let me out!"

I hear someone chuckle evilly above me. I look up and see nobody. Just a speaker. "Sure." The voice says.

I feel myself lower. I look down and see I'm standing on a black hole. I fall in with a scream. I land on my back on the ground. It looks like I'm in the middle of a corridor. The walls or painted black. There's a line of lights all around the ceiling. I see a wooden door in front of me. I stand up and run to the door but stop in my track when I see the prints on the walls appearing. Skull and crossbones. Each one lined up on both walls. Then a big one appears on the door. I slowly back away from it. I glance over my shoulder to see that the wall sketches changes to red hearts. Okay. Okay, heart is good. That means life. Skull and crossbones means death.

When I'm almost back away to the hearts, the voice says, "You really don't want to go back there."

"Why not?" I ask.

"You want to save your friend, do you?"

"Yeah..." I answer slowly and cautiously.

"Go through the door."

I don't trust him, but it's worth a try. I sprint to the door and slowly and shakily open it.

I'm in another room. A small room the size of a normal bedroom, but it's empty. I see Logan sitting with his legs over his chest, shaking in fear, far but directly in front of me. He's looking around.

"Logan!" I call. He face forward to me. He opens his mouth and smile, about to say something, but quickly close it and frown. I run to him. "Hey Logan. Glad you're safe." I smile then frown as I say, "But Kendall is dead."

He nods his head saying that he knows that.

"Aren't you gonna talk to me?"

He shakes his head. He points to his closed mouth then point to his throat.

"You loss your voice?"

He shakes his head and point to his close mouth again and this time motion his neck and motion his finger like he slicing his neck.

"So, if you talk, you're dead?"

He nods his head.

"Why? How?"

He points up. I look up and see a gun hanging on the ceiling. Its pointing down on top of Logan's head. Okay, there's no way it can activate cause there's nothing to pull the trigger.

"Then move out of the way." I say obviously.

He shakes his head. He points to the gun. I look up and nod at him, saying I already see the gun. He scoots out of the way from his spot to the right. He points to the gun on the ceiling again. I look up again and see that the gun have moved position. No matter where Logan moves, the gun will follow his every direction. Then he points to the guns on the sides of the room.

Okay, well, there's nothing in the room that Logan can communicate with me.

"Okay, we gotta get out of here." I say and pick Logan up bridal style. He wrap his arm around me.

I turn around to where I came from, but the door disappears. I turn around again and see another door. A white door. I take one step to the door and security red laser beams appear around the door.

"If you touch the laser beams," The voice says, " It will activate the guns and will shoot everything everywhere in sight."

Meaning it will kill both of us.

"I thought Logan talking will activate the guns." I say to the voice.

"Yeah, that too."

"Well, I guess we'll stay here. I'll never leave you, buddy." I say to Logan.

"Are you sure you want to?" The voice ask.

"Why can't I?" I ask the voice.

Then I hear the scream again. Carlos' scream. He's in trouble.

"How can I turn the lasers off?" I ask the voice.

"Put Logan down."

What? I can't take him with me? He's trapped here? I slowly put him down and he unwrap his arms around my neck. I stand up straight. The red laser beams disappears. Hm...

I slowly crouch down, about to pick Logan up again, but the lasers appear. I stand up again and it disappears ago. Yep. He's trapped.

I let out a sigh and walk to the door. I put my hand on the knob and turn to Logan. "I'm sorry Logan."

He looks down.

"Want me to stay with you or go save Carlos?"

He looks up and points to the door, giving me a smile and a thumbs up for good luck. I smile back and open the door.

"Thanks buddy." I run out the door and close it.

I walk to another corridor. This time the walls are dark blue and the door in front is white with red splat on it. Reminds me of Kendall's shirt.

My eyes are filled with tears again. Come on James. This is no time to grieve. You did enough of that or the past three months or more with Shane.

I forcefully wipe my tears with my sleeves.

I run to the door but stop at my track when I hear him screaming again. It's close. It's behind that door.

"Please! Stop!" I hear Carlos' cry.

"Do you like that?" I hear the voice says and I realized that voice I've been hearing is the robber's. "Huh? Do you like it? This is for spying on me you little creep!"

I hear Carlos' tiny squeal. The squeal that says fear and agonizing pain.

I grit my teeth hard in anger. I clutch my hands to a tight fist as my body boils. "Leave. My. Friend. ALONE!" I scream and run full speed. I burst the door open and break it.

To my amazement, I see I have entered a meadow. A peaceful meadow where the birds are chirping and singing.

"Wrong door." I say and turn around, about to walk back until I hear a scream from behind.

I swish my body around and there he is. Carlos. Curled up in a ball crying.

"Carlos!" I shout, running to his side. I reach him and hug him. "It's okay. You're fine. You're safe. What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Suddenly, the peaceful meadow turns into a dark room.

"Let him go." The robbers voice says.

"No!" I yell and gripping on my little friend. I will not let him out of my sight!

"Let him go now!" He yells.

"No!" I disobey. " I will not let you hurt him! Never!"

Suddenly, I let go of him. It's like someone is controlling me. A force flies me back away from him and I land on a bed. My bed. The one with no blood on it. The one where Kendall's not on it. I hit my head on the headboard. Then the headboard turn into bars. I see handcuffs flying from my left. It close and lock on my left wrist and pull me so it can lock the other ring on the bar. I grab a hold to the cuffs with my right hand, trying to break free. But it won't break. Won't unlock. Another handcuff flies in and cuff my right wrist to the bed.

"Hey!" I scream. "Let me go!" I face forward to where Carlos was and see the robber next to him. Carlos is on his hands and knees. The robber grab him and turn him around, gripping his collar.
He let's out a crackle. "See James? You get to see your little friend getting killed. Just like I killed Kendall and set those guns for Logan. Now, you get to see little Carlos get killed.

Carlos whimpers and whines like a helpless puppy.

"Now," The robber says. "Pick your choice." He points up and I look up and see all the weapons hanging on thick strings. Guns, grenades, bombs, big cannons, box of matches, knives, bottles of poison, stun guns, anything you can think of that can kill, all hanging. No matter how big or small it is, all of them are hanging.

Carlos hesitates, looking up and around.

I look at my cuffed wrist and look around to see if they're a key or something to let me free.

"You're not going to pick?" The robber ask Carlos. "Well then, how about this."

Carlos shakes his head frightningly. "No, no, please don't. Not again!"

The robber throws Carlos onto the floor as he drops with him. I can't see what's going on because of the bed board on the end of the bed.

"Hey!" I yell. "Whatever you're doing to him, stop it!"

Carlos get out another loud scream. "Please! Stop it!"

"I don't know the meaning to the word stop!" The robber says laughing evilly. "Oh nice, I see blood."

I look around and see a drawer next to the bed on the right I never was there. I try reaching, but my both hands are cuffed. Okay, maybe this this will work. I reach for the knob on the drawer with my feet. I grab it between my feet and open it. I see a gun and a small key. The drawer's open so I kick the bottom and the gun and the key jump out and land right next to my left hand. I grab the key and move my wrist around and move the key so it points at the cuff. I put it in the key hole and turn. I hear a click and the cuffs open. I sigh in relief and unlock my right wrist. When I do, I get it out and rub both my wrist. I grab the gun and jump off the bed.I run to the front of the bed and see a black hole again. I jump in and land perfectly on my feet.

I see Carlos pin to the wall. silver rings are cuffed his wrist and ankles. It looks like whenever he resist, the rings restricts him. I see a small puddle of blood below him and blood running down his wrist.

"Carlos!" I shout. "Stop fighting back! Do you see that whenever you resist that rings decrease?"

"Do you realized that he can't stop?" The robber's voice says. Coming out of shadows.

"What did you do to him?" I say angrily.

"Nothing, just don't push that bottom." He points to the red button next to Carlos. It says stop.

"Sure, I won't press it." I say. Yes I will. I raise the gun up and point to the button.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Shut up." I point the gun to the robber instead and shoot him in the heart and he collapse. I point and shoot the button and it pushes in. Then, Carlos starts screaming again.

Carlos, please stop! I look at him and see that the rings are not restricting anymore. But I know something else is hurting him. I run to my friend and yank the rings off with ease. His wrist and ankles. He stops screaming and fall forward into my arms. Blood starts pouring out of his he cries as I hug him.

"Shh. It's okay." I say rubbing his back but I stop when I feel wetness. I look on his back and see a big red spot. I look at the wall and see a knife sticking out.

Now it's silence. I can't hear him cry, I can't hear him breath, and worse of all, I can't hear a single heartbeat. Now, I start crying.

I shoot up my bed screaming and found two of my best friends in my room.

"Hey, you okay?" I hear Kendall ask. I face him. He's okay. He's not dead.

"Oh KENDALL!" I tackle him in a hug. "You're not dead!"

"Yeah... I'm alive." He says awkwardly.

"Are you okay?" Logan ask. Logan. I unwrap my arms around Kendall and face Logan.

"Logan! You can talk!" I smile.

"Uh huh... what's going on?"

"And Carlos," I say facing him. "I-I'm..." I don't know what to say. I'm just so happy that all my friends are safe. Mostly Carlos. "I'm just so glad you're here."

"Are you okay?" He ask.

"Are you having nightmares again?" Kendall ask worriedly.

"Yeah, and it was so scary. It's like I was living in a horror movie!"

"Tell us about it." Logan says and I tell my entire nightmare from start to finish.

Done! What do you think of that? Oh no! He has one more day left! What will James do? Well, review! Any other small ideas for the next chapter? Okay review! Later!