This is a chapter full of people getting snapped. If you do not wish to read, go to the bottom and I will give you the full list of people who have been dusted.

Mark arrived at the gym, smiling and ready to punch something when his phone rang. He was confused, but once he saw it was Bob he picked up.

"Are you okay?!"

"Jesus, Bob, yeah I'm okay. What's wrong?" Mark asked, pulling his gym bag out of the trunk.

"People everywhere are turning into dust! Mandy and I are okay but the news said a ton of people are turning to dust, but it looks like it's not just people!" He sounded like he had been crying.

"Oh shit, Amy," Mark realized, "I'll call you back in a minute!"

The YouTuber's hands trembled as he dialed his girlfriend's phone number. It rang. And rang. And rang.

"Hi! This is Amy, sorry I didn't pick up-" Within seconds Mark had redialed her. Same thing. He ran inside the gym, surprising the lady at the front desk.

"Turn on the news, right now," Mark demanded, trying to call Amy again.

"Oh my god!" The woman screamed. Mark turned to face her, his stomach dropping. Before his eyes, she began to fade away to dust, then got blown away by one of the fans. Mark couldn't breathe. Amy's voicemail played again.

Mark reached over and turned on the news as other patrons began to filter out. Mark watched as another one, a mother with her baby, turned to dust and left the baby. Instantly the baby began to cry. A woman next to her screamed.

"We're getting reports from everywhere that people are turning into dust. Does anyone know what happened?" The news castor was desperate and even cried at one point. Mark looked at the crowd around him, realizing just how bad things had just gotten.

Matthew and Stephanie turned on the news, as they normally would. They thought nothing of it until there was a scream on camera.

Matt was in the kitchen and ran into the living room to watch as the male news anchor began to turn to dust. It fell onto the desk and onto the other anchor as she continued to scream. Matt covered his mouth, trying not to puke.

"Matt...?" He heard behind him. Matthew turned quickly, watching in horror as Stephanie began to do the same thing.

"Oh no, no no no no no. Please don't go, baby, please!" Matt rushed over and cradled his wife, peppering kisses on her. What was happening? What would happen to Ollie?!

That question was answered quickly as the last of Stephanie faded away, revealing- much to Matthew's horror- a newborn, premature baby.

"Oh fuck," Matthew said, reaching for his phone. He dialed 911, picking the small thing up. Ollie was screaming, and Matthew was crying.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"My wife just turned to dust but she was pregnant and now I'm holding a baby," Matthew didn't know how else to word it.

"We have another one!" The operator said distantly.

"Another one?" Matthew whispered.

"An ambulance is on the way, is the baby bleeding?" The operator asked.

Matthew looked all over Ollie, "No, I don't think so. He's... I think he's covered in something." He should be smarter than this.

"See if you can wipe it off him with a gentle wipe," The operator calmly said.

Matthew went and got one of the baby towels he and Stephanie had bought a while ago, along with a blanket to wrap him in later. He wiped it over Ollie, instantly cleaning him up.

"I got it off," Matt mumbled.

"Alright, is he breathing?" The operator asked.

"He's screaming so I would assume so," Matt said, trying to cheer himself up. It didn't work.

"Good, does he have an umbilical cord?"

It had been cut off after about half a foot. Matt mentioned that, and within a few minutes, Ollie had been properly taken care of the rest of the way. Matt was topless now, walking around with Ollie on his chest. Matthew couldn't go into the living room and certainly didn't plan on doing so anytime soon.

"I'm going to go get us some tea, okay?" Phil asked, kissing the side of Dan's head when he nodded. The two readjusted, leaving Dan laying on the couch with a blanket and Phil in the kitchen.

Their feed cut to static for a moment, and suddenly a news anchor appeared, frantic.

"This is an Emergency broadcast, do not turn off your television. Citizens all over the world are turning to dust, leaving cars, planes, helicopters and other motor vehicles unattended. We would strongly suggest turning off any stoves or burning out any candles. This is some of the footage that we have pulled in." Clips of peoples' bodies just... ashing played on screen, accompanied by screams of terror. One clip got Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D in America, turning to dust as well as a helicopter hitting a skyscraper.

"Phil?!" Dan's heart was beating insanely fast, and he knew he was having a panic attack as his vision began to grow dark.

CRASH!

Dan shot up, stumbling into the kitchen. He could barely hold himself up, and his chest began to ache.

The kitchen was empty, save two broken mugs and a pile of dust.

Thomas' mind launched back into reality as there was a banging on his door. He stood and walked over slowly, opening it to see his neighbor looking frantic.

He could immediately feel his anxiety rocket, "What's wrong?"

"Haven't you seen the news? Half the world is just gone!" She said.

Thomas' stomach dropped, "Oh my god." He ran back inside, leaving his neighbor on his doorstep. He frantically turned his phone back on, tears clouding his vision. He finally got it on, and immediately he got a notification that he had a voicemail. It was from Joan.

"Thomas, hey man, I don't know what's going on right now, but Talyn and I... we're turning into dust? Talyn... Talyn's already gone... I'm sorry Thomas..." The voicemail was silent for another thirty seconds before automatically ending.

Thomas let out a sob, falling to his knees. He felt arms wrap around him, his neighbor had come in. Normally he wouldn't have liked it, but he felt like he needed it.

"TOP OF THE MORNIN' TO YA LADDIES, MY NAME IS Jacksepticeye, and welcome to Sweets and Burns-"

Seàn was recording a video with Robin, it was A Way Out Part 4. Seàn was honestly so excited to keep playing, and as he continued to talk to Robin through the making of the hour-long video Seàn could tell Robin was excited too.

Seàn's phone was buzzing like crazy, but he didn't notice it. He was too absorbed in the game, excitedly trying to beat it (finally). He and Robin were giggling, trying to make the man they found kiss via their shared screens.

Seàn finally flipped his phone over, seeing an emergency alert, "Uh... Robin?" Seàn looked into the camera since he could see Robin on his screen (which meant Robin could see him too).

"You seeing this?" Robin whispered.

An Emergency Alert had been broadcasted for the whole world: people were turning to dust.

Seàn looked back down to his phone but noticed something about his feet. "OH FUCK!"

Robin's eyes shot up, "Oh my god Jack please don't tell me it's happening to you too!"

Seàn felt a tightness in his chest, and as the dusting got higher a numbing feeling replaced what it had taken. He nodded, having trouble breathing as a tear slipped from his cheek.

"Jack what do I do?!" Robin asked, flipping out.

Seàn looked up, the dusting reaching his chest, "Tell him, tell him I- I-" and with that, Seàn William McLoughlin had been dusted.

Full list of dusted people:
Phil Lester
Seàn McLoughlin
Joan S
Talyn
Amy Nelson
Stephanie Patrick
Chica
Thomas' family
Wade Barnes
Tyler Scheid

List of Survivors
Mark Fischbach
Henry
Matthew Patrick
Ollie Patrick
Daniel Howell
Felix Kjellberg
Marzia Kjellberg
Thomas Sanders
Camden
Quinn
Adri
Bob Muyskens
Ethan Nestor
Robin