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Oh, yeah and this chapter is graphic an kind of disturbing as will many of the subsequent chapters.
Last Time on Total Drama Survival:
Teams were forced to go face-to face with their worst fears and some of their reactions were hilarious!
There was pain, there was screaming and there was crying, and some people outright refused to participate in the challenge.
One of those people who didn't participate was Allie, who was too afraid to go into the web woods, making her team, particularly Ted, quite angry and it was likely she would've been voted off if Ted didn't stick his foot in his mouth and make her cry.
But in the end, it was Ted who was the one crying as he got voted off by a narrow margin, not only destroying his chance in the contest, but also breaking Claire's heart.
Who will follow in Ted's footsteps? Will they go home in a body bag? Find out right here on Total! Drama! SURVIVAL!
What time is it? Time for a THEME SONG!
Chapter 9: Hell Day
Claire woke up and surveyed her surroundings. She looked around. She was in a room. It was unfamiliar. She was dazed at first, as she had not slept in the Spa Hotel for a while. But then it dawned on her why and she frowned.
Ted was no longer with her. She had no reason to sleep outside that night. The Spa Hotel had great accommodations. She just could not bring herself to use the swimming pool or any of the facilities. She wanted to just leave the island.
But she could not leave. She promised Ted that she would try her hardest to win. She knew that he was sitting at home or wherever he was and watching and cheering for her. That gave her the strength to get out of bed and start to dress herself. Once she had on her favorite red collared shirt and blue skinny jeans, she walked out toward the dining hall.
When she got to the dining hall, she sat with her friends Peyton and Thomas.
"Hey Claire," Peyton said, "How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine," Claire sighed.
"Your words say one thing, but your eyes say something else," Peyton noted
"Oh," Claire said, "I'm just a little bit tired."
"We all know that's not true," Thomas told Claire, "It's ok to be sad after being separated from your loved ones."
"Thanks," Claire said, going in to hug Thomas.
"Yeah," Thomas said, going in to hug the overachiever.
"Um..." Claire stuttered, "Why did you hug me?"
"Oh, sorry," Thomas said, "Did you not want it?"
"No, it just seems unlikely for you to go in for a hug, with you being so against affection," Claire told Thomas.
"I don't know," Thomas said, "I guess I've sort of warmed up to you guys. I mean, like I said yesterday, there's something about going through all hell with a group of people that makes you more comfortable with them."
"I'm glad you think that," Peyton hugged the no longer paranoid blond.
"Haha," Thomas laughed nervously, "You've been so good to me. Even when I was at my worst."
"Aw," Peyton cooed, "You're such a sweetheart!"
Claire could not help but sigh at this. She used to say things like that to Ted.
"Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" Peyton asked, concerned, "It might make you feel better."
"I might later," Claire said, "There are people here I don't trust," she jerked her thumb at Kellie, who was feeling up Jared, wearing his hat. Jared was bright red in the face, but accepted the attention nonetheless.
"Oh, yeah," Peyton said, "She's such a creep."
"I hope Jared isn't really falling for her," Claire said.
"Oh, he's blinded by his passion for her," Peyton shook her head.
"Yeah," Thomas said, "she cuddles up to him every night. He usually has stains from her lipstick on his face."
"Have you told him?" Claire asked.
"Yeah," Peyton said, "He doesn't believe us."
"That sucks," Claire said.
Just then, an explosion rocked the spa hotel and white smoke started spreading around. Sirens blared and many of the Tigers started coughing and tearing up.
"What's going on?" Claire screamed over the blaring alarms.
"I have no idea!" Peyton screamed back.
"It's a tear gas bomb!" Thomas yelled, "We've got to get out of here!"
"Jared," Kellie cried to the survivalist, still wearing his hat, "What are we supposed to do?"
"Look at the floor and keep your nose down," Jared told the beauty, "Gas tends to rise."
"It's burning my skin!" Lucas said to Manny who was in a coughing fit.
"Just run faster!" the musician told the sci-fi fan.
"I'm running as fast as I can," the fat boy said.
Chef Hatchet stood outside in his military outfit and sneered at the Spa Hotel, awaiting the Tigers. The Lethal Lions stood around, watching.
"Now, watch, maggots," the large cook snarled at the Lions, "and see what's in store for you today!"
Eventually, Claire, Thomas and Peyton emerged from the Spa Hotel, all coughing and hacking with tears in their eyes with Jared, Kellie and Manny soon to follow.
"Are you insane?"Kellie scolded, "You could've killed us!"
"Shut up," Chef barked at Kellie, "You're still alive, aren't you?"
"Um...well..." Kellie stammered.
"I asked you a question!" Chef bellowed, "Answer it!"
"Yes, I am!" Kellie whined.
"Then quit your complaining!"
Lucas crawled out of the Spa Hotel, barely able to breathe, wheezing from the gas as well as the running.
"What took you so long, maggot?" Chef growled at Lucas.
"I...I...I," the large teen panted, still coughing violently.
"Get back on your feet, soldier!" the large cook barked, "Go stand with the other contestants!"
Lucas did as he was told, albeit slowly.
"Is there a meaning to this?" Kellie asked, angry.
"Listen up, you spineless worms!" Chef Hatchet said, "Chris McLean isn't here right now! He has jury duty today! So I'm running this challenge!"
"Was that the challenge?" Peyton asked.
"Shut up, little girl," Chef growled in the optimist's face, "That's nothing compared to the challenge today," his face contorted into a sadistic grin, "For this challenge, your backs will break. Some people probably won't survive. But for those of you who do, the rewards will be great!"
"So what's the challenge?" Draden asked.
"Next person to talk owes me a hundred push-ups!" Chef screamed, "Anyway, today's challenge is a series of painful, strenuous military drills. You can opt out at any time, but the first team with everyone to opt out will be sending somebody home! Have I made myself clear?"
"Yes," a bunch of the contestants said.
"You are to start every sentence with 'sir.' You are to end every sentence with 'sir.' Have I made myself clear?"
"Sir, yes sir!" the contestants replied.
"Ok, worms!" Chef growled, "Time to start!"
Chef led the contestants to a long trail of hot coals, rusty nails, thorns, broken glass and jagged rocks.
"What you all have to do," Chef barked, "is take your shoes off and leopard-crawl on your elbows across this long trail of hot coals, rusty nails, thorns, broken glass and jagged rocks! Any soldier who makes it all the way stays in the challenge! All of the wusses who fail to crawl across the trail will be out of this challenge! Is that clear?"
"Sir, yes sir!" the contestants called out.
"Then get going, soldiers! Go! GO! GO!"
Draden was the first person to take on the gauntlet. He got down on his elbows and knees and proceeded to crawl across the sharp, painful objects.
"Well," Peyton said to Claire, "I guess we should just get this over with." the two girls started to crawl across the gauntlet.
"Just don't think about it," Claire told Peyton, "It's all in your head."
Thomas started across the gauntlet as well. The pointed stones dug into his elbows, but he proceeded across and eventually caught up with Claire and Peyton.
Jessica was next to try and cross. She closed her eyes and crawled across the gauntlet of sharp objects.
CONFESSIONAL: JESSICA
"I'm kind of squeamish and I hate the sight of my own blood, so I just had to close my eyes and press on. I'm not losing this challenge."
END CONFESSIONAL
"I'm not doing it," Drake told Chef.
"Then get out of here you disgrace!" Chef barked at the bully, "Get out of my sight!"
"Where do I go?" Drake asked.
"Away!" Chef yelled in Drake's face.
"Ok," Drake panicked and ran away.
"Anyone else too much of a wuss to do the challenge?" Chef asked the contestants.
Gregory raised his hand, but Angie put it down.
"Come on, Gregory," Angie said, "You can do it!"
"I don't know," Gregory yawned, "It seems pretty far away."
"Yes, you can!" Angie told Gregory, "Come with me."
CONFESSIONAL: GREGORY
"Why do I have to be such a sucker for girls? They're depriving me of my much-needed sleep!"
CONFESSIONAL: ANGIE
"Gregory's pretty cute. Even though he's sleeping half the time. If he keeps being so lazy, he'll be voted off, and I don't want to lose him now!"
END CONFESSIONAL
"Alright," Gregory sighed, "let's go, then."
Angie and Gregory got on their knees and elbows and began to crawl the gauntlet.
"Ow. Ow. Ow," Gregory complained, "This really hurts."
"I know," Angie said, "Try to keep your mind off the pain."
"How?" Gregory asked, "It hurts so much!"
"So, what province are you from?" Angie asked.
"Ontario, you?"
"Ontario!" Angie replied.
"Really? What city?" Gregory asked.
"Toronto. Yourself?"
"Toronto! No way!" Gregory exclaimed, "Wow!"
As the two began to make small talk, Jared and Kellie were at the beginning of the gauntlet, arguing.
"Come on, Jared, please let me ride piggyback!" Kellie told the Australian survivalist.
"No! I can't. It's against the rules," Jared replied.
"Screw the rules," Kellie told Jared.
"He's going to eliminate both of us from the challenge, though," Jared replied.
"Fine," Kellie rolled her eyes as Jared began to crawl across the gauntlet trail.
"I don't think I can do it," Lucas frowned, panting and out of breath.
"Then get lost, worm!" Chef yelled in the geek's face.
"Yes!" Draden cheered as he got to the end of the gauntlet, plucking a couple of embedded shards of glass out of his flesh.
Jessica was second to finish, trying to avoid looking at her bleeding arms.
"Good job!" Draden high-fived Jessica.
"You too," Jessica replied, stroking her electric blue highlights, "You're very tough."
"I'm tough?" Draden asked, "You did the same thing I did. You're pretty tough, too!"
"I...I don't think I've ever been called 'tough' before," Jessica giggled.
"You haven't?" Draden raised an eyebrow, "You're one of the toughest girls I know!"
"I...I am?" Jessica blushed.
"Oh, yeah, definitely!" Draden hugged Jessica, which she returned, blushing.
"Draden, you have a nail stuck in your arm," Jessica told Draden.
"Damn," Draden sighed, picking the rusty object out of his arm.
While Draden and Jessica were talking, Claire and Peyton also managed to make it across the gauntlet trail of spiky objects. Thomas came in a little while later.
Jared managed to pass through the trail as well, taking off his thick jacket in which a good deal of sharp objects were embedded.
Kellie whined and complained, but she passed through the spiky gauntlet and ogled at Jared's white muscle shirt.
"You have nice shoulders," Kellie told Jared.
Jared shrugged, inadvertently flexing his nice shoulders.
Sophia went across the spiked trail without even flinching. Gregory and Angie also finished.
"Only Drake and Manny failed the gauntlet, Chef said, "Time to crank the difficulty up a notch! Get into your swimsuits, maggots! What will this next challenge be? Find out when we return with Total! Drama! Survival!"
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NOW BACK TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAMMING
Chef led the contestants to a large, shallow glass tank. There were a few small disks about five inches across.
"Now here's what you gotta do, soldiers!" Chef barked at the remaining contestants, "As you can see, there are seven disks in this tank! All you need to do is pick up one disk. The seven contestants that end up with disks can continue to the final part of this challenge! But before you start, we need to fill the tank!"
A truck drove up and emptied a hose into the tank. A thick, red liquid oozed out of the hose.
"Is that...blood?" Allie asked, getting pale.
"Yup!" Chef sneered, "Got it from a slaughterhouse.
"That's disgusting," Sophia noted.
"When you go to war, you gotta get used to seeing lots of blood!" Chef responded.
The tank stopped filling when there was about two feet of blood in the tank.
"You need to wade through the blood and find one of the seven disks!" Chef told the contestants, "Now get going rats!"
It was a solid minute before anyone would set foot in the tank.
"I SAID GET GOING!" Chef bellowed at the top of his lungs, "If you don't, I'll personally throw all of you into the tank!"
The first person to step in the tank was Daiskue.
CONFESSIONAL: DAISKUE
"I am quite used to blood. It is something you get used to when you have been practicing martial arts for as long as I have."
END CONFESSIONAL
Daiskue started stepping around in the blood, looking for the disks. Sophia was soon after. Pretty soon, every contestant save for one was looking for a disk in the tank.
"I don't think I can do it," Allie admitted, "I'm kind of a germaphobe."
"Got a problem with germs, eh?" Chef snarled in Allie's face.
"Erm—yes..." Allie said.
"Get the hell out of here!" Chef yelled, "You're out of this challenge!"
"This is so disgusting," Peyton complained to Thomas.
"Do you think this is real blood?" Thomas raised an eyebrow.
"It feels like it," Peyton said, repulsed by the thick, red liquid.
"Just don't look at it," Thomas said.
"It'll do no good," Peyton whined, "I can feel it oozing down my skin!"
"Don't even think about it!" Thomas told Peyton.
"I...I can't! I'm so sick of this challenge," Peyton said, stepping on something. She bent over to pick it up and cheered when she picked up the small disk, "Yes!" she cheered, holding up the disk as she stepped out of the tank, "Now you need to get yours!" Peyton called to Thomas.
"When I thought, I'd be rolling around in blood, I thought It'd be my own blood," Thomas joked to Peyton.
"Come on, you got this," Peyton called to Thomas.
Meanwhile, Claire waded around, trying to find a disk of her own as she bumped into Kellie.
"Hey, Claire," Kellie smiled at the perfectionist.
"Don't think I don't know your game," Claire scowled at the blood-stained beauty.
"I expected no less of you," Kellie replied, "I thought you'd figure it out sooner, but I guess you never were a detective. So who told you, was it Peyton?"
Claire was shocked that Kellie knew. Perhaps Claire should've spent more time with her team, observing her adversaries.
"Silence, huh?" Kellie asked, "I hope you realize that you might be against me, but I have Jared, Lucas, Manny and a few members of the other team on my side," she flipped her hair, "This game is mine, so stay out of my way and I might let you have a chance."
"I really hope you don't expect me to just sit down and let you do what you want," Claire snarled at Kellie, "If you do, you're even dumber than I thought."
"Then watch your back," Kellie sneered, "Oh, look at that," she bent down and picked up a disk, "It looks like I'm going to the final part of the challenge. Good luck!"
Claire grimaced at Kellie, who continued to sneer at the perfectionist girl. Claire kept walking around and eventually found her own disk and stepped out of the blood tank.
Gregory and Angie walked around in the tank, looking for disks to take as their own.
"Where does he come up with these challenges?" Gregory complained to Angie.
"No idea," Angie shrugged.
"How do you stay calm during these gross challenges?" Gregory inquired.
"Willpower," Angie answered, "It's all in your head, Greg."
"Greg...how did you know the people back home call me Greg?"
"I didn't," Angie smiled, "I just thought 'Greg' is a cute name."
"Cute," Gregory blushed, "You think I'm cute?"
"Maybe a little," Angie raised an eyebrow.
"Yes!" Angie and Greg heard Thomas cheered.
"That's three," Angie said, "Only four are left. Let's get looking."
Soon Claire and Manny had found their own disks themselves.
"That's five, worms," Chef barked at the remaining contestants, "There's only two left and only the tigers found disks! If no Lions find any disks, we'll go right to the elimination!"
This encouraged both teams to look harder: the Lions in an attempt to not lose immediately, the Tigers to avoid another brutal challenge.
Jared slipped under the blood and tried to look for his disk. His disturbing and gross methods were not fruitless and he secured the sixth disk.
"Just one disk left!" Chef bellowed, "Looks like the Lions are in trouble!"
"Yes!" Jessica cheered, picking up her disk, "I've done it!"
"And the lions are still in the game!" Chef announced, "But just barely. Get the blood washed off of you and come back in no more than 10 minutes. These seven people are going to compete for immunity for their teams!
ABOUT 10 MINUTES LATER:
The contestants gathered back at the tank, which was drained of all the blood and now filled with about five feet of water. The seven contestants still in the challenge were still wearing their swimsuits, but the others were dressed.
"This challenge," Chef announced, "will be the ultimate test of willpower. The water in the tank is almost freezing. You need to sit in the tank full of freezing water for as long as possible. The last person to leave the freezing water wins immunity for their team. Now get into the tank and sit in there!"
The seven contestants did as instructed.
"Oh God, this is cold!" Peyton whined, shivering.
"Come on," Thomas said, also shaking, "J...just pretend it's a sauna!"
"It's kind of hard to pretend that this ice bath is a sauna!" Peyton snapped at Thomas.
"Would it make you feel better if I hugged you?" Thomas asked, wrapping his arms around her.
"Yes," Peyton snuggled up to Thomas, quite comfortable with him despite the frigid water.
"Hey, Jared, can you help me preserve body heat?" Kellie asked seductively, snuggling up to the Aussie.
"I...I..." Jared threw his arm around Kellie, who was still shivering.
"I can't do this, dudes!" Manny stepped out of the ice bath.
"WIMP!" Chef barked at the rocker.
Jessica, although she was shaking violently, was very tough and stayed in the ice water, as she knew she'd lose as soon as she left the ice pool.
About ten minutes passed without anybody leaving the pool. The remaining six were starting to feel numb around their fingers and toes.
Claire noticed her digits starting to turn purple and called it off, hoping that her other four teammates would be able to outlast Jessica.
"How are you doing?" Thomas asked Peyton.
"Cold," Peyton shivered, "You?"
"Cold," Thomas repeated, hugging Peyton for dear life.
Peyton looked at Kellie who was ogling at Jared's body.
"She's such a creep," Peyton told Thomas.
Thomas nodded, "I hope she gets voted off soon."
"I...I'm l-losing all f-feeling in m-my l-legs," Claire stammered, "I t-think I'm done here."
CONFESSIONAL: CLAIRE
"I'm so ashamed. I could've done better if I had better willpower," she sighs, "This isn't what Ted would've wanted me to do."
END CONFESSIONAL
"How are you holding up?" Draden asked Jessica from outside the tank.
"C-cold," Jessica chattered.
"It's ok," Draden told her, "Just hang in there."
"I...I w-will!" Jessica affirmed.
"You know what?" Draden asked the blonde.
"W-what?" Jessica asked.
"I meant it when I said you're tough. You're much tougher than I am."
"Y-You really mean it?" Jessica blushed (or it looked like she was blushing; actually she was just so cold, her face turned red).
CONFESSIONAL: JESSICA
"I couldn't opt out at that point. My team's depending on me and Draden thinks I'm tough. I just had to gather all my willpower and stay in there until the end."
END CONFESSIONAL
"I'm c-calling it off," Kellie said to Jared, "I c-can't take it anymore," she said as she left the ice bath.
Pretty soon, Jared had nobody to help him conserve body heat, so he had to leave soon after Kellie did.
"Let's go Thomas! Let's go Peyton!" Claire cheered for her team. The two were shivering and chattering, but they were doing better than Jessica, who's skin was turning pale blue from the cold.
"I d-don't f-feel too good," Jessica stammered, "I'm a l-little b-bit n-nauseous."
"It's ok," Draden said to Jessica, "You're good. You don't need to keep going!"
"Yes you do!" Drake snarled, "Don't be a little b—"
Draden punched him out.
"It's f-fine!" Jessica shivered, "I'm g-going to win for us."
"Seriously," Allie said, looking very nervous, "you can get out if you want."
CONFESSIONAL: ALLIE
"I saw Jessica exhibiting symptoms of hypothermia. One of the other symptoms is poor judgment, which may explain why she stayed in the pool despite her condition, but there's nothing that any of us could do. Chef told us not to interfere or else we'd be severely punished."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Are you s-still able to d-do it?" Thomas asked Peyton.
"I d-don't know," Peyton admitted, "I've lost feelings in m-most of m-my b-body."
"C-come on," Thomas shivered, "You c-can d-do it."
"I d-don't think I can. I'm g-getting a l-little sick," Peyton chattered.
"W-we c-can't g-get out," Thomas clung to Peyton tightly, "W-we'll be eliminated."
"Isn't your h-h-health m-more important than j-just winning?" Peyton asked.
"You have to k-keep it up!" Thomas told Peyton.
On the other team, Jessica stopped shivering.
"Come on!" Allie pleaded, "Get out of the tank! You're getting very sick!"
"What?" Jessica's eyes were fluttering.
"You're good!" Draden shouted, "Get out! We won't vote for you!"
"I can't hear your words," Jessica's speech was starting to become slurred.
"W-we're d-done," Peyton told Thomas, "Agreed?"
Thomas sighed, still shaking and shivering, "Ok. I c-concede." Thomas and Peyton stepped out of the tank.
"It looks like Jessica wins for the Lions!" Chef announced, "Tigers, time to vote somebody off!"
Jessica was flashing in and out of consciousness.
"You can get out, soldier!" Chef told Jessica, "You've made me proud!"
Jessica's eyes closed and she fell down, under the water.
"Oh, crap," Chef cursed.
Jessica opened her eyes. She was lying on a bed and glanced around the medical tent. Draden, Allie, Angie, Sophia and Gregory were gathered around her.
"You're lucky," Chef told the sick blonde girl, "If you'd have been in there any longer, you might not have made it."
"Where am I?" Jessica asked, dazed.
"You're in the medical tent," Chef told Jessica, "You have serious hypothermia. Your temperature is 32 degrees."
Allie touched Jessica's pale skin. It was cool to touch.
"I have a migraine," Jessica said.
"I ain't a doctor," Chef said, "I can't do anything. Allie was the one who found your symptoms and brought you to consciousness."
"Really?" Jessica asked.
Allie nodded.
"You're amazing," Jessica wiped a tear from her eye, "You saved my life."
"I did what came naturally," Allie said, "I'm first-aid trained."
Jessica got up to hug Allie, but the blonde genius told her not to.
"You need to rest," Allie told Jessica, "And you need more advanced medical care than I can provide you."
"So," Chef told Jessica, "I'm here to ask you a question. Do you think you can continue with this contest?"
"I...I need to think about it," Jessica said, "Can I have a few moments to talk it over with my team?"
"You got five minutes!" Chef left the tent.
"So?" Jessica asked, "What do you think?"
"Don't do it," Allie said, "Like I said, you need medical attention at an actual hospital."
"You can't," Sophia shook her head, "It won't work."
"I can't let you do that in good conscience," Angie told Jessica.
Gregory was asleep on Angie's shoulder.
Jessica looked to Draden, "What do you think?"
Draden paused, "As much fun as I had with you, I think Allie's right. You need an actual doctor."
"Ok," Jessica said sadly.
"I'm sorry," Draden said, "I know that's not what you wanted to hear."
"It's ok," Jessica said, "Win for me."
"I will," Draden caressed Jessica's cheek.
Jessica leaned forward toward Draden. Just as their lips were about to touch, Chef barged into the room.
"What's your decision?" Chef asked.
"I'm not moving on," Jessica told the large cook.
"Is that your final decision?"
"Yes," Jessica nodded.
"Ok," Chef affirmed, "Let me call in the medical chopper."
Draden scrawled out a few digits on a scrap of paper, "Call me when you get better," he told Jessica, "You're cute, you're tough, you're smart. You're my kind of girl."
"I'll take you up on that," Jessica smiled.
Chef stood in front of the Terrifying Tigers, "You all blew it today, you maggots!" he bellowed as he lit his large tiki torch.
CONESSIONAL: KELLIE
"I have three people I need out as soon as possible. Two of them are strong players, so I'll wait until the merge to get rid of them, but I want to send a little message to my teammates: don't get in my way!"
END CONESSIONAL
"Stop right there," Chris told Chef.
"Chris? What are you doing here?" Chef asked the host, "I thought you had jury duty!"
"I did! We got to sentence a guy to death! It was amazing! The terrified, pleading looks on his family's faces! His pleading for a life sentence! It was so fun!"
"You are a disgusting person," Peyton scolded the sadistic host.
"Why thank you, my dear Peyton!" Chris told the optimist, "Anyways, I announce the losers in this show and I'm going to keep announcing losers until the end of my career! So get lost Chef!"
Chef sulked off.
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"No!" Peyton shouted.
"Yes!" Chris mocked, his smug smile getting more and more desirable to punch.
"I'm going to miss you, Thomas!" Peyton threw her arms around the no longer paranoid blond.
"I'm going to miss you as well," Thomas said.
"I'll kick Kellie's skank ass for you," Peyton glared at said skank, who shot a wicked smile at the parting couple.
"Hey, there's one last thing," Thomas said, "This is long overdue, but...Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes," Peyton went in to kiss Thomas, "Nothing would make me happier."
Chris attempted to move in to break up the two, but Claire held the host down in an arm bar as Peyton and Thomas continued to embrace.
When they were done, Thomas held Peyton in his arms and said, "If you don't make it all the way, and don't get me wrong, I know you can, I'll talk to you after the show, my beautiful lady."
"That's touching and all," Chris, now free from Claire's grasp, told Thomas, "But Thomas has an appointment with the Toss of Shame!
CUT TO THE TOSS OF SHAME:
"Any last words?" Chris asked Thomas, who was loaded into the Toss of Shame.
"Yeah," Thomas said, "Screw you!" he screamed as he was launched away.
"We're not even halfway through, and we've already had three medical evacuations! Will there be any more? I sure hope so! But you'll just have to see next time on Total! Drama! SURVIVAL!"
Eliminated:
24th: Daniel
23rd: Tori
22nd: Emma
21st: Hanna
20th: Eric
19th: Melvin
18th: Dennis
17th: Sydney
16th: Ted
15th: Jessica
14th: Thomas
Remaining Lions: Draden, Drake, Allie, Daiskue, Gregory, Angie, Sophia (7)
Remaining Tigers: Peyton, Manny, Kellie, Jared, Lucas (5)