It's All In Your Head….

"I can't believe this," Kelly groaned. "How could they not find anything? Maybe this school really is cursed!"

"Now now Mr. Kelly," Dr. Weisman "There are no such things as curses. I believe these monster reports and earthquake tremors are the result of mass hysteria."

"Wait a minute," Kelly snapped. "Are you saying I imagined all this?"

"Imagined is a harsh word," Dr. Weisman said, lacing his fingers together. "I would call them stress induced delusions."

"Does this look like a delusion?" Kelly waved the claw he found at him. "Did a delusion make those claw marks and cause all that destruction in the gym? I don't think so!"

"Probably a mutated form of rat," The psychiatrist sniffed. "A gas line probably ruptured underneath the school causing the floor to break and sent out a gas that interfered with everyone's perception of events. This gas caused the animals to appear larger than they actually were. It's really that simple."

"Listen buddy," Kelly snapped. "There was no gas floating around when I saw McCoy turn into a monster!"

"A mask and costume," Weisman shrugged. "You didn't actually see him turn into a monster before your eyes. Am I correct?"

"Well no…But what about the blue demon reports and the earthquakes?"

"Like I said a stress induced delusion," Dr. Weisman shrugged. "It's not uncommon. Especially after a traumatic event such as the school catching on fire."

"Well I do admit my life has been stressed since that event," Kelly sighed. "I've been having the weirdest nightmares about it lately."

"There you are," The psychiatrist said confidently. "You see…" He was interrupted by a loud rumble and the ground shook for a few seconds.

"WHAT WAS THAT?" Dr. Weisman yelped.

"Oh that?" Kelly said cynically. "That's just one of my stress induced delusions."

"Good god," Dr. Weisman stated. "Does that happen often?"

"At least once a week," Kelly sighed.

"Did you get a geologist in here to check for a fault line?" Weisman asked.

"I've had five geologists around here and every single one of them told me the same thing," Kelly snapped. "No fault lines! They can't explain it either!"

"Well there's obviously some scientific explanation for this," Dr. Weisman said. "Earthquakes don't happen without something causing them. I think I will go back to my office now."

"Yeah, you do that," Kelly looked at him as he left.

Meanwhile in the parking lot….

"I've had it Pietro!" Evan snapped, spikes protruding from his arms.

"Rats?" Pietro laughed. "That's the best you could come up with? That's even lamer than usual Daniels!"

"I show you who's lame!" Evan shot spikes out at Pietro, who easily dodged them. Instead they hit a car nearby. "Oops."

"You really ought to work on your aim," Pietro giggled. "Bye!" he ran away, knocking Evan down.

Meanwhile Dr. Weisman was coming out of the building. Suddenly he was knocked down by something very fast. "What the?" He looked around but could not see what it was. He got up, brushed himself off and went to the parking lot. He stood there in horror as he reached his destination.

"My car!" He screamed as he saw the punctured tires. Not to mention the spikes protruding from the car's door. "MY CAR!" He crouched down to inspect them. From his vantage point he saw a young lad hopping. Yes he was hopping on all fours. Suddenly he stopped and looked at some flies flying around a nearby dumpster. To Dr. Weisman's horror, a long green tongue shot out of the boy's mouth and caught them. He nearly vomited when he saw the boy swallow them with glee, then hop away.

"I did not see that," Dr. Weisman told himself. "I did not see that."

He got up and walked away shakily. "It was a delusion," He told himself. That was when the ground shook again. He decided to freshen up a bit to calm his nerves.

A few seconds later inside the boy's bathroom….

"Not again," Kurt grumbled as his projector went on the fritz again. That was the precise moment Dr. Weisman came in.

"AGGGGH!" Dr. Weisman screamed.

"AAAAAHHH!" Kurt screamed before he teleported out of there.

"DEMON!" Dr. Weisman ran out screaming.

He rounded a corner when he saw a vending machine explode. A blonde girl looked at him blankly. "I didn't do it," She shrugged. Dr.Weisman's eyes widened as he saw a girl with brown hair walk through the girl's bathroom door while it was still closed.

"GHOSTS!" He shouted. "AGGGGH!" He ran away.

"Way to go Kit-Kat," Tabitha put her hands on her hips.

"Sorry," Kitty yawned. "But algebra nearly put me to sleep! I was tired!"

"This is not real," Dr. Weisman whimpered. "This is not happening. This is all in my mind!"

Dr. Weisman rounded another corner and came face to face with a huge red lizard with huge teeth. He screamed and ran in the other direction. The lizard changed into Risty. "I love doing that," She giggled. "Hmm…I think I may have impersonated a teen a little too long. Oh well."

"MONSTERS!" He burst into Kelly's office. "MONSTERS! GHOSTS! BIG TEETH BIG TEETH! DESTROYED MY CAR! WALK THOUGH WALLS! DESTROY PROPERTY! AGGGGGH! HELP ME!" He grabbed Kelly by the jacket. "THEY'RE GONNA EAT ME! THIS PLACE IS CURSED! CURSED I TELL YOU!"

"I thought they were just delusions?" Kelly sneered.

"WHAT DO I KNOW? SAVE ME! HEEEELLLLPP!" He screamed running all around the office.

About an hour later the ambulance arrived and took the psychiatrist away, Principal Kelly made a phone call. "Bayville General Hospital? We need another psychiatrist here…yeah I know it's the third one in two months, but if you have any extra we could sure use some help here. Well do you have any psychology students? We're not picky!"