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"Sammy, you can't possibly be a bet-" I started out.

"Daniel, Samantha, I have to explain a few things to you," interrupted Clockwork. I glanced up and saw both him and Ryan come towards us. Ryan looked really nervous for some reason, and kept looking at the ground. Clockwork, however, had a sorrowful look when he saw Sam.

A thought suddenly struck me like a ton of bricks. Maybe Clockwork knew why Sam was the betrayer?

"Hey Clockwork," I asked as casually as possible, "do you know why Sammy's a 'betrayer'? What's going on?"

Clockwork's gaze suddenly turned to me. He had a sharp emotional pain shimmering in his eyes.

"I don't know. I honestly don't know. But I have a suspicion of why she might be a betrayer. It's just not logical, and it will not be explored further at this moment. But it doesn't matter, because she is not, and will not, be a betrayer of any sort. Not now. Not ever. Not my little girl," he stated firmly. I was going to open my mouth to protest about the information he was withholding from us, but he gave me such an angry glare that I went dead silent.

Clockwork didn't mention another word about Sammy being a betrayer when the awkward silence was over.

"Now, Ryan is a good companion to all of us now. He is no longer our prisoner. He is a friend."

Both mine and Sammy's mouths dropped in astonishment.

"You have to be kidding," Sam muttered under her breath.

"I'm not," responded Clockwork. "He had a bit of a revelation, and he discovered a few vital things that are essential to our journey ahead. If you object to having Ryan being a friend, don't hate him. Try harder to be a friend. Understood?" said Clockwork firmly. Sam and I looked at each other, and then back at Clockwork.

"Understood!" We said in unison. Clockwork smiled.

"Good. Now we need to get some rest for the night. Daniel, you will prepare the campfire. Samantha, you shall prepare the sleeping areas. Ryan, come with me."

All three of us shot Clockwork a questioning gaze.

"Uh, Clockwork? I'm a ghost. You're a ghost. We don't need sleep." I said very obviously. Clockwork motioned towards Ryan and Sammy.

"Ryan and Samantha are humans. And they need sleep. Samantha, I'll try to bring back suitable sleep wear. Your dress would be extremely uncomfortable to sleep in."

I almost swore that Sam had a light blush flutter across her cheeks when Clockwork said that. She nodded and paced around the clearing we had ended up in, trying to look for a suitable sleeping area. I stood up and flew off to look for firewood, and I noticed Ryan and Clockwork head back into the woods.

(Third person)

Ryan was shaking like a leaf. Moments ago he had just found out that he could bring things back to live, and it was freaking the heck out of him.

"Clockwork?" He asked. Clockwork looked at him. He swallowed, and then continued.

"Did... Vlad know I have this power of bringing... things back to life?" He asked quietly. Clockwork's eyes darkened.

"Well, he'll be very mad to know you're on our side now. And yes, he did. That's why he arranged for all the deaths to happen for you."

Ryan stopped walking in his tracks.

"He did WHAT?"

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