That night, the campers gathered around the campfire pit for the voting ceremony. All the Chipmunks were scattered across the stumps, but the Beavers were not present. Chris looked from each camper to another, a plate of marshmallows in his hand.

"Campers. This time, I truly only have four marshmallows on this plate. One of you will be walking the Dock of Shame, boarding the Boat of Losers, and going home. And you can't come back. Ever." Chris explained. "You mean like how Eva and Izzy couldn't' 'ever' come back last season?" Victoria commented. Chris simply glared at her. "No, like EVER, ever." He verified, and Victoria just rolled her eyes.

(Confession Cam…)

Cameron: "I vote for Chance, because that guy really is useless. Sam is too, but I need someone to vote with me on stuff, so he stays. For now."

Effie: "I vote for Sam. Sorry, dude, but you're useless. Really.

Sam: "Cameron said that he'd help keep me till the final four, but I'd have to vote with him to stay on. I'm cool with that, but now I'm having second thoughts." (Yes, Sam is not a total sheep. He may come around!)

Chris looked from one camper to another. "The first marshmallow goes to…..Cameron." The pyro stood and grabbed his marshmallow from Chris, smiling. The others tensed as Chris turned his gaze back on them. 'Next, is…….Victoria." She calmly stood and grabbed her marshmallow as Chris called Effie's name. "YEAH!!" She hollered as she snatched her marshmallow from Chris and munched on it happily. Chance and Sam sat side-by-side on the seats, clearly nervous. They glanced at each other from time-to-time. Chris looked between them and said, "Well, it's down to you two. Chance, you couldn't even learn the first line of your song, while Sam, you ran off screaming. Who will stay?" Chris picked up the final marshmallow and held it up. "The final marshmallow goes to……."

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"….Sam." Sam whooped and grabbed his marshmallow as it was thrown to him, while Chance looked on in shocked disbelief. "WHAT?! You voted for me instead of this twerp?!" He demanded, while Chris said from behind. "Dock of Shame awaits bro." He said, gesturing to the dock in need of dire repair. He frowned and stalked off to the dock as Chef handed him his bag. As he sat down, the boat pulled away from the dock, put-put-ing off into the lake.

"Well, I hope they know they've just voted off one of their best chances of winning." Chance grumbled to himself. However, he noticed the boat was pulling around to a different island, specifically, towards a cave which the lake fed into. He turned to the driver and asked, "Hey, dude, what's up?" The man didn't answer. They were soon engulfed in the blackness of the cave, until the boat came to a stop. Chance could barely see anything in the gloom, and he was about to ask the driver where we were, when he had a rag shoved over his face from behind. He struggled and uttered a few muffled shouts, but had no choice to breathe in the sickly sweet scent of the rag. His eyes fluttered closed against his will, the boat seemed to sway wildly beneath him, and the whole world went dark…

DUN-DUN-DUN! Well, that's probably the biggest cliffhanger I've ever written. Who has kidnapped Chance, will Sam realize Cameron is just using him, and will we find out if about Jamie's past? Find out next time on Total…Drama…Powers! Please review, also.