A/N: Greetings humans! (or monkeys) Nice to see you all back cause it is you! Yes YOU! That keeps this author churning out the chapters. You guys are about to make the record of keeping my mind on this story so much that I am able to update twice in one week! Cause this chapter will explain… WHY THE HELL THEY WERE PLACED IN THIS PROGRAM ANYWAY! Plus this has the most D&S. Sure there was the kiss, and the (almost) confession, but this here takes the cake! It's so good it's… well… just look down there and review what you see.

Cold. His first feeling, cold. A chilling, biting cold, so biting, and so chilling, that it was the first thing he noticed. Light, that was next, yes, light. Above him, hanging over him in a circular orb. Something opened on is face, yes his eyes. A new feeling washed over him, color, objects, the world around him. He could actually see. He blinked, boy that felt good to blink. He could control his eyes. Then he focused on something, dangling over his head. Two wires, one blue one red, were dangling over his head. He groaned, a loud groan, a sorry groan, a tired groan. He could move his mouth and make noises, he let one word escape his tired lips. "Sam."

After several more minutes, the numbness in his muscles lessened, he stretched his arms out, releasing all cramps and tightness, then he did the same with his legs. Awareness washed over him like a tidal wave washing over the sandy beach. He wasn't in the forest anymore, he wasn't falling anymore. He had escaped 'Camp Casper'.

Memories passed over him of the day in 'Camp Casper'. Especially ones of Sam, and Daz, and Dr. Cryogen. The chase, the gun shot, and the fall, his whole experience hit him at once, causing him to groan again. His consciousness had returned.

Danny Fenton was lying on a metal bed, wearing nothing more then a pair of polka dotted boxer shorts. (fangirls, I am a mediocre artist and my scanner isn't working so any pictures of this image will not be available to you at this time, draw them yourselves lazy bums) He leaned forward, and moved to a sitting position on the bed, looking around at the room he was encased in.

Two other beds were in there, one with a male resting on it, and one with a female. Danny stood up weakly, still getting used to his muscles being intact, and limped over to the guy's bed. There was Daz, his eye's shut tight and two wires, one red and one blue, were coming out of his forehead and going through to the ceiling.

Danny went over to Daz and carefully removed the wires, carefully, one by one until they were safely out of his head. He took a sigh of relief and looked at Daz hard. He was only wearing boxers, with rainbow's and bunny's on it. Danny couldn't help but laugh a little. His hair was all messed up, and red marks were all over him, likely caused by getting cut. Behind Daz's bed, was a little notice that read, Reminder: Allow up to 3 hours after cord removal for subject to awaken.

He waited awhile, contemplating every second of his time at 'Camp Casper' and planning his next move. After two hours, Daz began to stir but he wasn't fully conscious yet. But Danny kept wondering who the girl was in the third bed. He walked over to her and there was Sam Manson. Stripped to nothing but a black bra and black underwear. Like Daz, she too had two wires coming out of her head. But all Danny could think about doing, was admiring the beauty that he had found in the third bed.

"She is so beautiful…" Danny whispered after a long while of watching her unconscious body lay there on the metal bed.

"See? I knew you liked her," a familiar voice told him. Danny spun around, and Daz was standing there, with a wide grin on his face, and a knowing look in his eye.

"What? Oh, um, I was just, uh, observing, because… um I was just uh…" Danny stumbled, with a blush growing on his face so red, that it would make a tomato look white.

"Come on Danny, we both know it…" Daz told him, gleaming.

"I well… I don't um, you don't really think I… um" Danny stumbled again.

"Forget about it; now tell me, what is going on?" Daz asked, laughing a bit.

"I wish I knew, I just woke up like three hours ago, didn't want to check out this place alone, it's creepy, and cold, I can see my own breath..." Danny told him, rubbing his arms together and breathing out blue mist.

"Your breath is blue?" Daz asked.

"My breath is blue? Oh, wait! My ghost sense!" Danny exclaimed.

"Ghost sense?"

"Yeah! My breath turns blue every time a ghost is around! I have my powers back!" Danny's face brimmed with happiness, "I'm going ghost!"

Danny threw his hands into the air and a white circle swept across him, making his hair white, and his eye's green. His boxers were replaced with a stylish black and white jump suit with a 'D' inscribed on the front.

"Wow! That's awesome!" Daz told him, watching him fly around.

"It is pretty cool isn't it? Now come on, we gotta check this place out," Danny told him as he flew out the door, Daz followed quickly.

The two came into a hall way, which they were at the end of. Doors ran across it, each one with a number above it. As they neared the other end, Danny's ghost sense went off again, and he heard whistling. Ghostly whistling.

"There's a ghost coming, now, try to stay calm and I'll take care of this," Danny whispered, and Daz nodded. They both turned the corner, catching the ghost, and Daz, by surprise. Daz screamed and ran back down the hall while the ghost disappeared. A few seconds later, it reappeared and Danny slammed it with his ghost ray, hurling it into the ground. Disorientated, the ghost got up off the ground and tried to escape, but Danny was too fast for him. He cut him off and grabbed him. Daz soon came back from his hiding place.

"Wow! You took care of that ghost in an instant! You are awesome!" Daz cheered as Danny showed off his prize with a bow.

"Thanks, now let's see what this guy knows. Ok ghost, what is the purpose of this… place?" Danny commanded of the ghost who was squirming in Danny's grasp.

"Why should I tell you halfa? Just because you escaped doesn't mean you are… OW! Ok, ok, I'll tell you. This is a mental scanning facility, we take teen's in and scan them for different things, mostly so the government can pay us, but also so that we can hunt down halfa's," he ghost squealed in Danny's fist.

"Halfa's? I thought I was the only one," Danny thought out loud.

"Only one? Ha, ha, ha that's a good one, only one halfa, that's a killer one, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha…" the ghost laughed, "Kid, there's been at least fifty halfa's in the last twenty years."

"Fifty? Fifty halfa's?" Danny exclaimed, letting the ghost down a bit.

"Sure kid. And he has hunted down every one of them, thanks to good old 'Camp Casper'. Except for Vlad Plasmius, he worked as the boss for awhile, then he quit, how do you think he got so rich?" the ghost rambled on.

"Ok, one more question. Where is the main computer? And you better not lie, or your dead!" Danny shouted, angrily.

"Go down this hallway, take a right. And it's on your second left," the ghost told him, disgruntled.

"Thanks, but I'm sorry, you have to go," Danny told him as he grabbed a mini thermos that he keeps in his ghost pocket. He aimed it at the ghost and sucked him in. Daz ran over to Danny once the action was over.

"Who's Vlad? And what's a halfa?" Daz asked.

"I'll tell you on the way there," Danny told him and he started walking down the hall.

By the time Danny had finished telling Daz of every ghost hunt he had ever been on, they were at the main computer. It was huge, and totally modern. It was circular, with thirteen screens with thirteen keypads, and a seemingly infinite number of wires spewing from the top. Danny and Daz both approached different screens and began typing, seeing what they could figure out.

Danny took computer thirteen, while Daz checked the main hard drive. On the screen were three profiles, one of him, Daz, and Sam. Next to a picture of them was a loading icon, indicating what status each scan was at, and how close to completion they were.

DANIEL "DANNY" FENTON- UNPLUGGED

DAZERUS "DAZ" VONSPECTRE- UNPLUGGED

SAMANTHA "SAM" MANSON- SCANNING 78

Danny clicked on Sam's picture, wondering what would come up. After an instant, a screen came up, on the top of it was a bar, indicating that 78 of the scan was completed. Below was what caught Danny's eye. Every thought that had entered her head, every memory, every secret, every ounce of knowledge she had ever come to learn, was all on that screen. Being the young man that Danny is, he immediately scrolled down to 'Secrets'.

A lot of stuff was written there, things that made Danny's face light up with knowledge that he could rub in her face later. Sneaking off to Goth poetry reads, lying to Tucker, making a voodoo doll of Paulina and putting needles into it, all the good stuff. He scrolled down the screen, keeping his grin, until he came to the bottom. Written at the end of the 'Secrets' section, was one sentence, one sentence that rattled him, causing him to step back from his place in front of the screen. Who knew one sentence can say so much? Daz noticed that something was wrong and he walked over.

"Danny, what's wrong?" Daz asked, all Danny did was point at the screen.

Secret 24- Sam is in love with Danny Fenton.

"Ha! I knew it! I knew you two like each other!" Daz exclaimed with a boastful grin on his face.

Danny blushed a hard red blush. It was obvious now, to Daz anyway. I still can't believe it, Sam actually loves me.

"Well, um, what did you find out?" Danny asked, trying to change the subject.

"Not much, but I can access the camp program, there were a few system errors yesterday, causing the wall to be just an image, and other weird stuff. I can change certain things but programming isn't really my thing, but I know this program is to keep the kids busy while they scan their minds, I also found out that…" Daz started to say, but he was interrupted by a blue mist that escaped from Danny's mouth. And a chilling presence that had entered the room.

"Excuse me gentlemen, but I don't believe you have access to his room…"