The cat and paper do not belong to me, they belong to CBS, Tristar, and Fox Family. But the other characters are all mine. I hope this story answers your questions, and I hope it doesn't just confuse you any more. Any questions, comments, good or bad, please email me

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Hidden : The Epilogue

Walking down the street, Craig was still confused as to what happened.

Stopping by a bench, he sat down. Putting his head in his hands he tried to think of something that would jog his memory.

"Meow!"

Looking down he saw an orange tabby cat.

"Hey," Craig said reaching down to pet the cat. "What's this?" The cat was sitting on a newspaper. Gently pushing the cat aside, he picked up it up.

It was dark out so Craig walked to the light of the streetlamp so that he could read it.

BOMB DESTOYS HOTEL: NO SURVIVORS.

Reading the article, Craig looked at the cat. Then he reread it.

It didn't make any sense. It said that the hotel he worked at was destroyed last night. But he was just there, wasn't he?

Looking at the front page, the date caught his attention. January 29th. Wasn't it the 28th? It was 9:30. The paper said that the bomb goes off at 10:00. He had a half an hour to get to the hotel and figure out what was really going on.

Digging in his pockets he got out a quarter. Running to the payphone, he called the payphone, he called the police. If there was a bomb in the hotel, he wasn't about to let it go off.

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"I don't know where it is. I already told you," Craig said. He was in an alley behind the hotel, along with a police officer. There was only 10 minutes left before the bomb went off.

Fed up the officer walked away.

"Meow!"

"Whats the...?" Craig asked. The noise was coming from the dumpster. Peering inside, Craig recognized the cat from before.

"What have you got for me this time?" he asked. Again there was something underneath the cat. But this time it was a pile of papers. Skimming through them Craig was dumfounded from what he was reading. The bomb was hidden in the disco ball in the ball room.

Running out of the ally, he called to the police, "I know where the bomb is! I know where the bomb is!"

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"Good job. We couldn't have done it without you." Shaking Craig's hand the police officer walked away.

Smiling to himself Craig watched as the owner, the manager, and the boss of the hotel were handcuffed.

As he walked out of the courthouse and onto the street, he was mobbed by reporters.

Blinding by flashing lights, Craig could have sworn he saw someone he knew.

Squinting he gazed into the crowd of people.

Ignoring the reporters, he tried to look past them. But they formed an even tighter circle around him.

Looking one more time, he saw the man roll up a newspaper and put it in his back pocket. Then he walked away.

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