The tears started to fall down Carly's cheeks again as memories came back to her, right there in the doorway of her house.

Flashback

"Why don't you ever make me that pretty, Carly?"

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"Wade..wake up. There's something outside."

"It's probably the serial killers or something."

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"Hey, look, a little wax doggie..what up, dog?"

End Flashbacks

Now she opened her eyes, staring at the form of her dead boyfriend in her doorway. That was it. She had lost it completely. Maybe she had fallen asleep on the couch and started dreaming. That was it. She slapped herself, and the man in the doorway really didn't seem too surprised.

"Who the hell are you?"

Carly spat the words at him, wanting to slam the door, but that would only bring Nick in, and she didn't need him checking on her at this particular moment.

But the Wade lookalike smiled a bit, shoving his hands casually into his pockets. Something flickered in his eyes - was it pain, maybe?

"Aiden. Aiden Samuels."

Then Carly froze, and she understood.

"But he never...you can't be...he would've told me!"

Aiden smiled a little sadly.

"Carly Jones. Wade was very open with you, wasn't he? He just forgot to mention the fact that he had a twin brother."

Carly's mind started to spin, and she put a hand to her temple. This was all way too much for her right now.

"If you're Wade's twin...then..what do you want?"

"I want to know what happened to Wade. Really. None of that bullshit you fed everyone else." She noted a slight Southern accent in his voice that may have sounded farmiliar. Maybe Wade's?

Only the police knew what had really happened in Ambrose, besides Carly and Nick. They had agreed to keep the information quiet, and it stayed off the news. Nick had told their parents, as well as everyone else, that they had been camping before the game, and when they had woken up, everyone else was gone. As the story went, they had searched for hours and hours for their friends, but to no avail. Finally, they had found Paige and Blake's bodies in a roadkill pit, but Dalton and Wade were still somehow missing.

"I-I can't."

"Please, Carly. Please. I know that wasn't what happened, otherwise I wouldn't have found you like this, now would I? And I know you would've never given up searching for your friends. Please."

Carly hesitated. She would need Nick to help her, otherwise she'd lose it. But then Aiden observed something else.

"What happened to your finger?"

Carly stared down at her 3/4 of an index finger, and sighed brushing away a few tears with it as if to showcase it. She opened the door a little wider, an invitation in its own.

"I'll tell you what happened if you show me your driver's liscence, prove you're really Wade's twin, and if you swear you won't tell anyone."

Aiden started in the door, and drew out his wallet, flashing a driver's liscence at her. Aiden Samuels was the name printed on it, and it had his face on it. Same birthday as Wade's, same everything as Wade's. Even the same handwriting for his signature. Finally, he shoved the wallet back into his pocket.

"What more proof do you need?"

Carly sighed a bit. "None. Just..wait. I'll get my brother. And then I'll tell you what happened."

"Oh. And I swear not to tell anyone." Aiden seemed almost casual about this. But the pain remained in his eyes, and Carly knew he truly wanted to know what had happened. She nodded to him, and, shutting the door, she hurried back to Nick's room to see if he was still there.