Eve hugged herself as Mark did a head count and made sure everyone was in the lobby. Layla and Kofi were dead, the door was gone, the windows were obviously not an option of escape…yeah, she was panicking big time. She was trying to keep her composure though, at least on the outside. The way she figured it, there were enough people openly freaking out and making it harder to deal with the situation than it already was. So she stayed silent and watched what was going on around her. Mark and Glenn were taking charge of the situation, which would have been great if they didn't look on the edge of a freakout themselves. James was standing nearby, a very dark look on his face. Something had obviously happened to him but he wasn't in any hurry to share what it was. Cooper and Tiffany were still trying to calm Connor down (it wasn't working), Melina and Evan were trying to calm Kelly down (she was still more hysterical than Connor) and Mike was being a total idiot and throwing peanuts and Bryan's head, except he kept missing and was hitting Eve instead.

"Oh my God, would you quit?" she finally snapped. She couldn't take it anymore. If he didn't knock it off she was going to get up and kick his ass so hard that he would never ever forget it.

Mike shook his head. "Just move and we won't have a problem. Your big head is blocking my target."

Her eyes narrowed dangerously and Bryan shook his head in disbelief. "You're going to get it SO bad."

"Oh really? What the hell is she going to-OW!" His head rocked to the side as Eve literally smacked the taste out of his mouth. He tried to get up to be all threatening and shit but Beth grabbed him by the back of the neck and forced him to stay seated.

"You knock it off," the Glamazon growled. "You hear me? You knock it off before I END you!"

"Okay," Mike whimpered, his face contorting and showing just how much pain he was really in. "I'll be good, I promise."

Beth glared at him a little bit and squeezed his neck just a little bit more before letting him go. Eve still wanted to hit him again but Ron grabbed her by the arm and gently pulled her back. "Come on Baby Girl, calm down," he said gently. "Come here and calm down. You can beat him up later, I promise."

Eve didn't want to beat him up later; she wanted to beat him up right then and there. But despite her need for more violence, she allowed Ron to sit her back down in her spot. Bryan grinned slightly and wrapped his arm around her so he could give her a reassuring squeeze.

"Don't worry," he said with a wise nod. "I think he'll probably die anyway so we won't have to worry about him much longer."

"EXCUSE ME?" Mike tried to get up again but Beth once again held him back.

"Settle down Vickie," Bryan said cheekily, making Natalya roll her eyes at him.

"Did you really have to get him started?" she asked in exasperation.

"…Do you really want me to answer that?" was Bryan's response.

"Ugh!" Maryse groaned. She followed that up with something in French but nobody could understand her anyway so they just all ignored her.

"Can we like please come up with a plan?" Matt asked, trying to steer them back on track. "I would like to get out of here before anyone else winds up dead." He looked at Mark, who shook his head because he was getting irritated with everyone just looking at him and expecting him to magically know what to do.

"I'm trying to come up with a plan," he said irritably. "What do you think Glenn and I are trying to do? We don't even know what we're dealing with-"

"Who cares what we're dealing with?" Ted asked as Maryse nodded in agreement. "Let's just kill it!"

"But if they're ghosts, they're already dead," Cody hesitantly pointed out. "So they can't die again…" He winced at the look Ted and Maryse gave him. "Never mind. Just forget it. Let's kill them."

"No no no, you were right the first time," Melina said, shooting the couple a dirty look. "Ghosts are dead so they can't die again."

"This shit ain't as simple as a mere fucking haunting," Glenn said, shaking his head as all eyes went to him. "It don't feel like it anyway."

"So what is it then?" John asked impatiently. "Is it a poltergeist or something? Because I've seen all three movies and I don't want to deal with that shit."

Glenn smirked at that. "Believe me, if it is a poltergeist, the movies won't even compare to how bad its going to get before its all said and done."

"Oh yes, let's tell everyone that," Cooper said sarcastically when everyone else's faces drained of color. "Because THAT is what they needed to hear."

"Hey, I'm just giving them fair warning," Glenn said with a shrug. "If they can't handle it it's not my fault."

Eve winced and hugged herself again. It was getting harder and harder to contain her sheer panic. "I wanna go home," she whispered, talking more to herself than to anyone else. "I wanna go home I wanna go home…"

Mark ran his hand through his hair and waved his hands, motioning for everyone to stop the idle chatter they had started after Glenn had sent them into a tizzy. "Look, I think I've got a plan-"

As if whatever the fuck they were dealing with was waiting for that cue, the lights went out before he could finish that sentence. Michelle, Kelly and Maryse all screamed and Eve immediately grabbed on to Bryan, who let out a long sigh. "Well shit. You were saying Mark?"

"Oh fuck me," Mark groaned. He sounded beyond frustrated now. "You think you're cute you little bitch? Huh!"

There was a moment of silence and then they all heard the sound of a child giggling. "Uh…I think that means yes she does," Glenn told him.

Mark growled and for a moment Eve had hope, because anything that got on Mark's bad side was guaranteed to die. The only thing more scary than an angry Mark was an angry Lawson (and an angry Glenn was tied with his brother). But her hope didn't last very long at all because suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her by the hair and yanked over the back of the couch. She screamed and reached up so she could dig her nails into the hands. That did nothing to make whatever it was release her. In fact, it just started pulling her harder, dragging her all across the floor while she kicked her feet and tried to get away. "HELP ME!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!"

…

"Eve!" Even though Bryan couldn't see a thing, he jumped over the back of the couch and started following the sound of her screams so he could rescue her from whatever it was that had dragged her away from him.

"What the fuck is going on?" James asked.

"Eve!" Kelly shrieked. "Eve what's the matter?"

"HELP ME!" Eve screamed again, her voice croaking slightly because of how loud she was doing it. "HELP ME PLEASE!"

Bryan stumbled because he was running so fast while blind but he managed to keep his balance and grab a hold of her ankles, dragging his feet and pulling back so he could yank her away from whatever had it. The thing refused to let go though and it actually started dragging him along too. "Let her go you fucker!" he shouted, pulling back even harder. The tug of war was going to result in her hair getting yanked out if something didn't give soon but he figured she would prefer that over anything else that could happen to her.

"Bryan where are you?" Beth yelled out. "Where is she?"

"We're-" Something hit him in the chest, knocking the air out of his lungs and sending him crashing to the ground. As he laid there in a daze, the lights came back on and the sound of growling caught his attention. "Oh my God!" Tiffany exclaimed, which didn't make him feel good at all. What the fuck is going on now?

"Nice doggies," Jeff said, trying to play dog whisperer to the pack of rabid pitbulls that were now standing in the room with them. "Nice doggies…you don't want to hurt us now do you? No you don'. We're nice people."

The dogs didn't give a shit if they were nice. They were too busy growling and snarling and Bryan noticed the way they were focusing more on Dolph because he was backing away in fear. No you idiot, don't move…don't move don't move…

"Dolph don't," Phil said, vocalizing what Bryan couldn't. "Just stop-"

The lead dog snarled and Dolph screamed and tried to run. The animals all rushed him at once, jumping over everyone in their path and landing on the Intercontinental champion, sending him crashing to the ground. Before anyone could make a move to help him, they began ripping him to shreds, literally ripping out his throat and other chunks of his flesh and happily lapping up the blood before disappearing right before their eyes. Everyone just stood there in shock, staring at Dolph's lifeless body in shock. Bryan felt quite sick staring at it but he couldn't tear his eyes away. It was like a train wreck in that way.

"Oh fuck me…" James went to say more but the sound of Eve screaming caught their attention and it forced Bryan to get up to his feet and start following the sound of it again. He didn't stop to see if anyone was following him; he was going to find her whether anyone helped him or not. "Eve! Eve! Where the fuck are you?"

…

"Let me go!" Eve shrieked as she struggled to get off the table she had been strapped to. She hadn't seen what grabbed her in the first place and right now she really didn't care. What she cared about was the black eyed little girl, who was dressed like a doctor and giving her a very very evil smile. "Let me go! You little bitch let me go!"

"Now that's not anyway to address your doctor-"

"YOU'RE NOT MY DOCTOR!"

"YES I am! I'm Dr. Lucy now deal with it!" She finished putting on her rubber gloves and then put on a surgical mask. "You ready Nurse Mary?"

Mary sat in the corner, crying quietly and shaking her head. "Lucy stop! This isn't fun-"

"To you it isn't. To me though…this is fucking hysterical." Lucy giggled and grabbed a knife before climbing up on a table. She was only about four feet tall but from Eve's current position, she might as well have been King Kong. "Now…you my patient are a very very sick girl. And-hey hey hey!" She backhanded Eve across the face for still screaming and struggling to get free. "Stop that!"

"Fuck you!" Eve screeched, fighting with every ounce of strength she had left. "Fuck you let me go!"

"Now see, this is my problem with you humans," Lucy said with a shake of her head. "None of you know how to say please." She drove the knife down into Eve's chest and ripped it downwards, splitting her chest open and laughing gleefully while she did so. Eve's body convulsed and the last thing she saw before she died was Lucy sticking her hand into her chest and ripping out her still beating heart.