Ned gave the camera a big smile. "Hello everyone. I'd like to
welcome you back to our twelfth and final week of the game. Tonight
we'll find out who the winner of Port Charles Survivor is. It'll be
an exciting game so..."

Ned was interrupted when his cell phone rang. He made a nervous
laugh at the camera. He held up his index finger toward
it. "Uh...just a sec."

He listened to the other person for a few seconds. He agreed to
whatever they said and quickly hung up. "Okay, apparently I'm
supposed to repeat the fact that the winner will be found out
tonight. I'm supposed to repeat it many times. Every time we go to
commercial in fact. Luckily we don't have those so I guess we'll
just have to get on with the game." Ned rolled his eyes. "They also
wanted me to repeat over and over that there was going to be a
SHOCKING TWIST at the end. Maybe I'll remind them that that was 'Joe
Millionaire' later. Anyway, tonight the winner WILL be revealed. It
will, it will, I promise. Well, the publicity hungry execs do
anyway. As for last week, A.J. got voted out thanks to himself. So
here we go with the LAST episode where the winner WILL be
revealed...eventually."

THE TRIBE:

Laura looked at Zander nervously. "Well, it's...uhm...a good thing
they consolidated the tribes for this last night. I would have been
kind of lonely out here by myself."

Zander glared back at her with a crazy look in his eyes. "Yes well,
having me around's gonna be a whole lot better. Yes... I'm certain
it will you hooker stealing beeyotch!"

Laura slowly laid herself down on the ground. "Yes well, I think,
for both of our safety, I'll just keep this one eye open tonight.
Goodnight." Laura's face remained toward Zander, one eyes closed,
the other open as promised.

Zander sat there feeling uneasy. He moved his head around to get a
look at it from all sides. Eventually he found a small stick. He
took a slow jab at the eye, making it jiggle. He took a few more
pokes with the same result.

"Oh now that's just fucking creepy." he mumbled to himself.

THE CHALLENGE:

Ned led them to the top of a cliff. Another cliffside was across the
way, but there was a small valley in between them.

"Okay, this last game will help determine who the winner is." Ned
turned his attention to the camera. "Who WILL be revealed tonight.
Remember?" Then he looked back at the contestants. "It'll involve
some teamwork. You've got to get from one side to the other using
the utensils we've given you here." Ned went over and patted Zander
on his shoulder. "There sure are lots of sharp, blunt, pointy things
here aren't there?"

Zander sent a crazy smirk to Laura. "Yes...there certainly are."

Ned shrugged. "Well get to building something with them."

Laura shook a bit. "Uhm...maybe we should see how high up we
actually are, measure the distances and everything." She went over
and began looking around. "Okay, this looks to be about the depth of
the Grand Canyon. And we're at least a Wal Mart parking lot across
and we can't forget the updrafts that AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Laura screamed all the way down the valley.

Zander walked away from the cliff's edge, clapping his hands together
to dust them off.

THE VOTE:

Ned stood before the two contestants. "Okay, now we've been
broadcasting your actions of the last few days to a hut on the other
side of the island. You're old teammates have took tally of what
you've done and decided which one of you is more deserving of this
money." Ned turned to smile big for the camera. "And we'll find out
who it is right now...plus one week. Goodnight."