Alice dropped her house keys onto the wooden table which sat in the narrow hallway of the front of the house. The sound of them made a clinking noise which seemed to sound out through the whole empty house.

It was around seven and she knew her father wasn't coming home tonight. He mumbled something about keeping the doors locked tonight and how he was going out for a while. Like always she knew what this meant, but today he had buried his only son, he would drink tonight and for once she wouldn't judge him.

Joey stepped in behind her as she headed for the kitchen, a large brown bag in her hands. Joey looked around the rather small home and saw on the mantel place there were three framed photos of Alice and Rick together growing up. As much as he didn't care for Rick he knew Alice loved him and from the looks of it he was a good brother. Looking at the photographs and sighing he knew how more life's would be ruined forever and never be the same.

When he joined Alice in the kitchen she had turned on the overhead light and had started a fresh pot of coffee. Dumping the brown bag over on the kitchen table about twelve packets of caffeine pills spilled out along with a jar of coffee crystals and two cans of coke. Both had stopped by the drug store being going home.

Their plan was that they would leave tomorrow, dawn almost and head straight to the main highway. It would take almost a full day's worth tops and then track down Dr. Gordon's address.

From there they had no idea…but somehow there was little hope. As long as they didn't dream, no one else would die.

Feeling tried Alice looked across at Joey who stuck his hands in his pockets and smiled for a second, something she never thought she would do.

Both were five shades pale of their regular skin color, and their eyes bugged out from the dark sockets with broken blood vessels.

Sorting things out she sighed making a small weak laugh as he helped her.

"If this doesn't work we'll just slap each other…that seems to work."

Joey looked up for a second and gave a small huff that showed he was amused and went back to sorting things apart. By the time the coffee was done both sat across from each other, feeling weaker then ever. Alice hoped Joey would be okay to drive in the morning.

Looking at him she wished things had stayed the same a month ago…back when she was in her own little world behind Rick and Kristen, and how she had day dreamed about Joey taking notice of her one day. Now here they were…funny how life worked out.

Both talked here and there, until Joey sighed.

"I bet if I die he'll no longer have a reason to do this…he'll stop once I'm gone."

"What?"

"Freddy…I'm the last, once I'm dead his job is finished…maybe…"

"No Joey, your important, you can't leave me alone…"

She felt tears starting to build behind her eyes, sighing she pushed her seat aside.

"I'm going upstairs to change…I'll be back in a few minutes."

Without looking back at him she hurried upstairs fighting off the tears as she entered her dim lit room, the back window open letting the curtains blow back and forth. Sighing she went to her dresser and pulled open the first draw.

Rick's numb chucks laid there.

She had taken them after her father drove her back from the hospital…after they learned Rick was dead.

"Mind over Matter…"

Picking up the numb chucks she looked up at the mirror, most of her photographs of her friends and Rick were no longer there. Looking at her reflection she felt something inside her she never felt before.

She could hear Rick…she could feel him.

Looking at them in her hand before she saw them nothing more then Rick's…something amazing he could do which was another reason to look up to him.

She swung them slowly to the side and stopped.

He wanted her to survive…she needed to survive.

She swung them back and looked up at her reflection.

Without thinking she started to swing them back and forth, first slowly then faster and faster as the started to gain speed. They went back and forth against her body like lighting and from the looks of it in the mirror it felt and looked as if she held nothing but air.

Finally she stopped and felt scared to death…before she couldn't even pick those things up.

Looking now at her wide blue eyes it dawned on her…she used to have green eyes, Kristen was the one with blue eyes.

"What's happening to me?"

She asked out loud shaking.

"Alice?"

Alice turned feeling her heart jump into her chest and saw Joey standing in the doorway, checking on her. She prayed to God he hadn't of seen her.

"Joey…'

Her voice feel silent and then the tears came, bursting out one after another.

He went to her as she buried her face in his shirt, sobbing and crying away at all the life's that had been taken. She felt so scared, so alone, but so strange at the same time. It felt as if they were all still with her.

She remembered Joey had told her in the car about his voice and how in that dream he had, the mirrors shattered…she then looked back on how she made the windows break in the classroom.

Looking up at him she met his eyes and kissed him