SummerSixEcho sent me this in an email. It is the summery for an episode that is premiering in late march called Masters Of All Time. Does it sound a little bit familiar?

Vlad is back, only now he's afflicted with a serious case of ecto-acne, a direct result of the college lab accident with Jack and Maddie. To ensure Danny helps him find a cure, Vlad infects Sam and Tucker with his disease, and Danny turns to Clockwork for help. Danny convinces Clockwork to let him go back in time to make sure the accident that injures Vlad never happens. Unfortunately, when he changes the past, he changes the present. When he arrives back in the present day, Maddie is married to Vlad and living in Wisconsin, and Jack's a ghost named Jack Plasmius! Now, Danny must go back in time for a second time to ensure his parents get together, but when he does, will that mean ecto-acne doom for Tucker and Sam?

I swear that I didn't even know that this episode existed when I started my story.

As I walked down the stairs to the reunion room I noticed that for some reason it was really cold. Blue smoke appeared in front of my face and a very cold hand tapped me on the shoulder. I spun around and came face to face with an army of ghosts. They all looked like people but people who had died a slow and painful death.

They all were in funeral shrouds and had blank staring eyes. No expressions were on any of their faces, which by the way, all looked exactly the same.

The ghost that had tapped me let out a terrifying moan. I realized that it was talking. "Master wants your soul!" I jumped back and went ghost as the thing reached out for me. Dead voices filled the air and I was attacked by all of them at once. They all suddenly jumped on me and started screaming.

Luckily for me when mindless slaves put their mind towards attacking a spot they don't notice when the thing their attacking phases through the floor. After I changed back to normal on the lower floor I ran down the hallway, turned around the corner and looked back. Footsteps echoed through the empty corridor as Jack came down the hallway I was just in.

He had an evil smile on his face and I saw that he was looking up at the ceiling where I had just phased through the floor. There was muffled moaning and screeching coming from the upper floor. His smile broadened and I heard him whisper to himself, "Looks like my pets found young Daniel. That will teach him not to interrupt by screaming during a curse. It almost caused me to die completely!" His expression became more malevolent. "I hope they remember that I wanted his soul instead of a mangled body."

I had a very strong urge to jump out of my hiding place and scream some witty banter at him but decided that it might be better if he thought I was dead. He walked away from where the ghosts were still fighting each other and I let out a sigh of relief.

Instead of going to the reunion I changed into my ghost form and flew back up to see what the ghosts were doing. It looked like they had just realized I was gone and were looking around with their blank faces. I went invisible and snuck closer to them.

"Prey is gone."

"Master will not like it."

"We will be punished with things worse then death."

The ghosts continued talking in their low toneless voices. Still invisible, I floated up to one of them and whispered in its ear. I tried my hardest to keep my voice monotone and low. "If you don't like being punished why do you work for your- um- our master?"

Almost a shocked expression was on the ghosts face. It looked through me at another ghost. "What are you implying? Do you think that maybe we could not get punished if we leave?" The other ghost turned around and looked at the one who had spoken. I was watching the pieces of my plan fall together from somewhere near the ceiling.

Soon all of the ghosts were talking and I noticed that their voices started to sound different from each others. Their faces also changed and I saw men women and a few children. Ghost Writers warning popped into my head. These must have been all of the other victims of Jack's curse. I shuddered at the thought of almost becoming another expressionless slave.

Many of the ghosts were starting to look angry. Suddenly they all gathered into two different groups. Before I could float down for a closer look they started yelling. It reminded me of the time when Sam and Tucker both organized an angry mob in one night about meat or vegetables.

"Master- I mean, Jack, has been treating us badly ever since we died. After all, he was the one who killed us!" several more ghosts joined the Anti-Jack group.

"He will punish us severely if we disobey him. We still haven't caught the ghost boy and he will punish us all twice! Do you really think you can escape from him?" most of the Anti-Jack group floated over to the Wimp side.

The argument would have lasted much longer if a certain food group based ghost hadn't shown up. The Dairy King looked at the arguing ghosts who looked back as if they had never seen another ghost in their afterlives.

"What are ya all doing out of the Ghost Zone? It's much nicer in there don't cha know."

Several ghost started asking questions all at once. It seemed like they didn't really know that there was an actual world where ghosts could live. The Dairy King explained about the Ghost Zone with almost exaggerated detail. Most of the ghosts flew up to the Dairy King and started begging to be taken to the Ghost Zone. Eventually all of them left but the Dairy King. He looked around the room and said, "You can come out now don't cha know. Clockwork already told me about ya."

Mostly out of shock I became visible and floated over to where he was standing. The Dairy King smiled and continued talking. "I have a warning for ya Danny." Great just what I needed. "Clockwork said that Jack is planning on doing something terrible and you're the only one able to stop him don't cha know. Ya still haven't tried the gouda but good luck anyway." He vanished and I floated back down to the ground.

I decided that the first thing to do was find Jazz. Since she was a ghost hunter maybe she could help me figure out what Jack was up to. To my surprise (not) she was in the screening room that used to play Packers reruns. Now it was playing a slide show about ghosts. I started to talk but she cut me off. "Shhh! I'm watching this really cool show."

Sighing as loudly as I could I walked over and found a duffle bag near her feet. She didn't even notice as I unzipped it and pulled out several ghost weapons and detection devices. Old Jazz would have beaten me for even touching the bag let alone take things from it.

I stood up and waved one of the guns in front of her face. Her attention instantly switched from the screen to me and she grabbed the gun from my hand. She leaned over to put it into her duffle bag but I had that too. "Danny! Give me my stuff now!" she jumped up and saw that there was no one in the room.

I had actually turned invisible and was standing behind her. Turning visible and yelling "Boo!" at the same time, I ran away towards the door. "Jazz listen to me!" I yelled over my shoulder, "I need your help on a really hard ghost problem!"

She tackled me to the ground and took her weapons back. Then she stood up and pretended that she was not interested in anything I had just said. "Danny, I talked to Jack earlier and he said that there were no ghosts here." Curiosity started to come over her pride. "But, even though there isn't a ghost, what exactly would the problem be if there was a ghost. Hypothetically speaking.

Good old Jazz. She would never admit that she was wrong. "What would you do if you had all of the powers of a ghost and two ghosts warned you about another ghost that thought you were dead, had evil ghost minions, and that ghost was totally evil and had a big evil plan that you don't know about? This is all made up of course."

Jazz looked at me suspiciously but since she said that there were no ghosts here and she wouldn't except being wrong, she wouldn't ask questions. "I would hypothetically pretend that I was one of his ghost minions and try to get him to tell me his plan. Are you feeling ok Danny?"

I smiled and nodded my head. "I'm fine Jazz, thanks for the help!" She looked like she was going to say more but I left before she could. Running down the hallway and going ghost as I ran, I wondered why I hadn't come up with such a brilliant yet simple plan.

I kind of feel like I rushed things in this chapter. Thank you all of my reviewers!