~A/N~ Episode 14 and only two left after this. I'm not surprised about the reaction you all had to the last episode, seeing as you know who was eliminated for good. Without a true villain left, hopefully the steam on this story won't run out and crash everything, but hey, that's why Jordan stayed for as long as possible. Enjoy the chapter!
"Last time on Total Drama: Return of the Underdogs..."
"Our final five were tasked with saving the hundred thousand dollars from doom when government forces invaded our totally normal and not out of the ordinary island. Samantha and Dakota put their differences aside. Eva and Noah stripped down a pair of soldiers... ooh la la! But in the end, Jordan trapped everyone in my underground mansion, but Dakota's quick thinking, Samantha's quick driving, and Noah's quick temper were enough to win the challenge and boot Jordan the jerkass in fifth place. Now it's down to four, and with the finale only two episodes away, we're packing the drama tight! So take a seat and grab the nearest bucket, because we're grossing where no man has grossed before, here, on Total... Drama... Return of the Underdogs!"
(Theme song plays)
The boat of losers docked at the newly built Playa Des Losers 2.0. The new location was still grand and worth the price of elimination, but it was nothing compared to the last location that had been destroyed a season earlier. The actual resort was smaller. The main lodge had rooms for all sixteen guests, as well as a lobby where the cast could interact. Outside was the pool, grilling stations, and sports arena.
Chris stepped off the boat with the hundred thousand dollar case in his hand. Chef, Harold, and the final four players followed behind. The host led the group through the front gate and right into the lobby, where the eleven campers were chatting.
Dawn looked up and gasped happily. "They're okay!"
Suddenly, the final four were bombarded with handshakes, pats on the back, and hugs from their friends, as well as sneers from their enemies.
Debbie immediately attacked Noah with a tight hug. "I was so worried!" she sobbed. "Dawn told us you were gonna die!"
"I'm fine, Debbie," Noah said, his head turning away. "Now, please stop before you snap my spine."
The fan retreated and held her hands in front of her as she backed away. "Sorry," she squeaked.
Eva and Dakota greeted by Brick, who saluted them. "Ladies..."
"Uh, yeah?" Eva asked, her brow curling in annoying. "What?"
"Well, uh, congrats! You deserve it," the cadet smiled, shaking their hands, with Eva's crushing his.
Samantha watched as Tyler, Katie, Sadie, Debbie, and Dawn pestered Noah, Brick and Anne Maria talked with Eva, Justin congratulated Dakota, and the rest of the cast conversed as friends. Even Chris and Chef were chatting with a select few. Topics included the latest challenge, Jordan's fate, life on the island, and typical congratulatory banter. But Samantha was alone, or at least she was if Ethan wasn't included. The YouTuber approached her with a wide smile on his face and a spring in his step, but she turned away and asked Chris where the new confessional was before walking down the halls of the resort, leaving her admirer saddened.
Confessional
Samantha: "Well, I made it pretty far, huh? Final four? Pretty nice, but... it's a three to one disadvantage against me now. I know booting Jordan was the right thing to do, but I actually needed him as a buffer more than anything, and without a safety net, I might as well just quit."
End Confessional
Chris gathered the campers by the pool and cleared his throat. "Ahem. Now, I know you all have a lot of annoying questions, so in order to prevent any headaches, I will swiftly explain the state of the game. Noah, Eva, Dakota, and Samantha are the final four. Jordan... Well, I don't care where he ended up. Any who, the government has seized our island, so for the remainder of the season, we'll have to wing our last three episodes. Now, if you all could keep things calm around here and make things simple, that'd be cool. Got it?"
Tyler raised his hand. "Uh, yeah. Does this mean no more pool parties?"
"Am I invited?" Chris leaned towards the jock.
"Uh... Sure."
"Then yes," Chris said, brimming with enthusiasm. "Any other questions?"
"I have one," Noah yawned. "When do we get to sleep?"
Chris frowned. "After the meeting is over, Noah. Now zip it."
"Well, it's over for me. If you need me, I'll be in my room." Noah stumbled into the lobby and went down the halls as Chris scowled.
Debbie slowly moved out of her seat. "Yeah, uh, I'm going too..."
"Uh, no you're not," the host hissed, but he was too late. Debbie was already hot on Noah's tail.
"If she's out, I'm out," Justin said, standing up with Anne Maria holding onto his arm with the grip of a vice.
"Make that four, or five, or whatever," Eva groaned. "I'm hitting the sack."
Chris finally gave up after Tyler, the wonder twins, and nearly everyone else was already in the lobby. He turned to Chef and growled. "Wimps, huh? It's only eleven at night! Speaking of eleven, how's about you crank this show up to eleven and get tomorrows challenge set up for our finalists?"
Chef gave his co-host a thumbs up and left the set, leaving Harold to wheeze next to Chris, creeping him out.
The host slowly backed away. "And you can go... help Chef?"
"Yes," Harold fist-pumped before falling over out of exhaustion.
Confessional
Chris: "I can't believe we did this season instead of introducing our new cast. We wanted to show off the new location, but the fans just had to see the underdogs again, so what could we do, wait a year for the island to be finished? Seriously though, this cast is weird... probably why they're the bottom of the barrel too."
End Confessional
It was two in the morning and the final four, as well as the other losers, were asleep. Well, some were. Others were occupied with different matters.
Dakota was startled awake by a thumping sound emanating from the room next door. She groaned and slipped her robe on before unlocking the door and peeking outside. No one was in the halls, so the former mutant slipped outside and knocked on the door next to hers.
"Come in!" Eva shouted from inside.
Dakota walked in with her eyes drooping. She could barely stand because she was so exhausted from the last challenge, but her eyes shot open when she discovered Eva pumping iron in her own room. The buff female was lifting a bar with two heavy weights attached over her chest, grunting with every movement of her arms.
"Eva... what are you doing?!" Dakota gasped while yawning.
"Prepping... for... the next... challenge," she replied between lifts. She dropped the bar on the floor with a small tremor rattling the house on impact. "I gotta be in top shape if I'm gonna make it to the finale."
"At two in the morning?" Dakota said, nearly falling asleep again, but she managed to catch herself on a dresser. "Get some sleep."
Eva pondered for a few short seconds. "Fine. Just be ready to push yourself. Samantha's going down."
"Whatever," said Dakota as she left the dim room and went back to bed.
In the shadows behind her, another shape stirred around Noah's door. The figure knocked and Noah stumbled to the door.
"Hey," Samantha said, fiddling with her locks with a nervous twitch.
"It's two A.M..." Noah sighed like a drunkard.
"Yeah, but I needed to ask you something. You know you can't win this alone. Eva and Dakota are tight and we're both alone, so I was thinking that we could team up to get to the finale together. What do you think?"
"...It's two A.M. Goodnight." Noah closed and locked the door, leaving Sammy in the dark to mope back to her room and hit the sack.
The sun was already high in the sky when Chris came over the PA system to announce the challenge. All eleven losers met in the lobby within minutes and sat in the set of bleachers that rested along the back wall. In the center of the room was a set of four tables and something large, covered by a sheet.
Dawn and Staci nervously took their seats beside each other and looked away.
Confessional
Staci: "Yah... we haven't talked yet..."
Dawn: "I just don't know how to explain without appearing as selfish, even though I did it to help Noah. I'll get this settled, but it can wait."
End Confessional
Justin and Anne Maria sat together and held hands, or at least Anne Maria did. Justin was still a bit reluctant, but went with the flow.
Next to the couple sat Debbie with her art journal in her hands. To her right, Ethan, B, Brick, and Tyler were eagerly awaiting the arrival of the final four.
On the front row, Katie and Sadie were squealing to each other with grins on their red faces.
Chris stepped into the lobby with Chef behind him. Both were dressed in fancy suits. Chris was wearing his blue tuxedo and Chef, his black suit complete with his typical hat.
"Welcome, losers!" Chris winked. "Ready to get started?"
"Oh yeah!" Tyler exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air. "Bring on the extremation!"
"I second that!" Debbie fangasmed, nearly falling out of her seat.
"Meh," Anne Maria shrugged before she planted a passionate kiss on Justin's lips.
"Pretty much that," the male model sighed out of boredom.
"And without further ado, welcome the final four!" Chris turned to the front doors and Eva, Dakota, and Samantha stepped inside to the hoots and cheers of the peanut gallery.
Upon noticing the absence of the fourth camper, Chris raised his brow and narrowed his eyes. "Uh, where's Noah?"
The girls shrugged.
Noah was sound asleep and curled up in his bed. Suddenly, a splash of cold water on his face woke him up with a scream.
"Time to go, fool," Chef laughed at Noah, a bucket in his hand. "It's challenge time."
"Great," Noah growled sarcastically as he shivered.
The final four took their seats at the tables and watched as Chris snickered.
"What?" Dakota asked.
"Nothing," Chris chuckled. "I'm just really excited to get this challenge started. It's gonna be awesome!"
"And what is it?" Noah asked suspiciously.
"Obviously something physical, right?" Eva slammed her fist on the tabletop.
"Nope. Today's challenge is a little game I like to call... Eat This, My Dear Enemy!"
The four campers cringed.
Confessional
Noah: "Yeah... I've been dreading the eating challenge. My stomach is like the size of a walnut and my gag reflex... Oh, God..."
Samantha: "Well, at least I might win this one. Eva's not in her prime unless I didn't know that she was a competitive eater all along. Plus, I've eaten weird stuff before. How bad could it be?"
Dakota: "Gross foods? Big meals? Eating challenge?! I kinda wish I went home first now. At least his place had actual showers."
Eva: "I'm no big eater, but my gut can take whatever Chris throws at me. Bring. It. ON!"
End Confessional
Chris pulled the tarp off of the object to reveal a large lottery wheel with fifty or so balls inside. "The rules are the same as in our 'I Triple Dog Dare You' challenge from season one. You'll each take a turn choosing a random meal that you can either eat yourself and score a freebie, or serve to your fellow competitors in hopes of getting them eliminated. If you can't finish the meal or you puke without a freebie, you're done. No vote and no hundred thousand dollars. Got it? Good! Now, who's going first?"
Eva, Noah, and Samantha sat in fear, but Dakota quickly stood up. "Fine," she said. She spun the wheel and a ball dropped out, which the host picked up and opened.
Chris snickered. "Your challenge is... Dirt!"
The entire room, barring Chris, cringed. Gags were heard from the peanut gallery, and Dakota nearly gasped.
"So, Dakota, what's it gonna be. Will you eat the dirt, or pass it to another player?"
Dakota watched a smiling Chef Hatchet bring out a plate with a spoonful of dirt in the dead center. She gulped, then grinned. "Samantha... Give it to Samantha."
Samantha sunk in her seat until her eyes were peeking over the top. Chef plopped the plate in front of her and handed her a plastic spoon. She reluctantly took it in her trembling hand and scooped up the dirt, all of it, in her utensil.
Confessional
Samantha: *Shudders*
End Confessional
The farm girl looked to those around her to see them smiling. Noah winked and Samantha groaned. "Do I have to?" she whined to the host.
"Only if you don't need to win," Chris said.
Samantha looked at the dirt and took a deep breath before shoving it inside her mouth and chewing it. A green tint came over her face as she swallowed the soil. When she was done, she gasped for air and scraped her tongue with her finger.
"Nice job, Samantha," Chris applauded her. "You're up to spin."
Samantha sneered at Dakota and spun the wheel. Chris grabbed the ball and read the note inside. "You get to eat... A live octopus! Awesome!"
"Dakota," Samantha hissed.
Dakota turned pale as Chef set the plate on her table. The palm sized cephalopod moved its thin tentacles across the plate, spreading its slime all over the surface. Dakota grabbed it in her palm and slowly moved it towards her mouth.
"Pretty slimy, huh?" Samantha smirked.
Dakota stuck her tongue out at her enemy and put the live creature in her mouth, causing Dawn to whimper in the peanut gallery. Dakota nearly gagged, but she managed to swallow the octopus after a few seconds of tough chewing. She stuck out her tongue to prove she was done.
"Nice! Noah, you're up!"
Noah shrugged and spun the device. Chris read the slip of paper that he pulled out of the ball and laughed. "Ghost chili curry!"
"Really?" Noah smiled. "That's easy!"
"Isn't the ghost pepper the hottest on earth?" Dakota asked curiously.
"Yeah," Noah said smugly. "But my family is from India, so curry is like our maple syrup."
"So you except the challenge?" Chris asked.
"Totally," Noah smirked.
Chef handed Noah the bowl of dark red liquid and he slurped it down in one gulp. The effects of the curry had no impact on Noah other than a red face and a lot of sweat.
Confessional
Noah: "Hmm, I never thought my parent's cooking would actually be of any value, but, hey, it actually helped me out today. It's still the equivalent of skunk spray though."
End Confessional
Chris handed Noah his freebie coke bottle and he sat down, a smirk on his face.
"Eva, you're last," Chris said.
The muscle woman spun the wheel. Chris once again read the slip of paper. "Eva, you get... a live cockroach!"
"Ewww!" Dakota exclaimed. "Give it to Samantha!"
"Shut it, tentacle face," Samantha said defensively.
Eva crossed her arms. "There's no way I'm losing today, so lay it on me!"
The rest of the campers gasped.
"Eva," Chris put his hand on her shoulder. "You could give it to someone else. I mean, it's a big, fat roach... that's probably toxic. You sure?"
Eva cracked her knuckles. "I need that stupid freebie, so yeah. Now give me the stupid bug!"
Chef handed Eva the live insect on the spot and she quickly tossed it down her throat without chewing. "Done."
Chris looked scarred for life. His eyes were spread wide and his mouth was quivering as he gave Eva her freebie. "Yeah, uh... I'm gonna forget I saw that. Uh, Dakota, it's back to you."
Dakota spun and handed Chris the ball. "Century egg! Nice one!"
"Uh, what's that?" Dakota asked nervously.
"Wouldn't it be better to try it yourself and find out?" Chris teased.
"As if I'd risk it. I'm giving it to Samantha."
Confessional
Samantha: "Well, I'm in for the ride of my life."
Dakota: "Sure, she helped us in the last challenge and saved my life, but this is still for money. Money that I need. I guess I can call her my 'frenemy' though. Well, we're not friends... so, what about anti-enemy? No, too confusing."
End Confessional
Samantha smirked. "Fine by me. It's just an egg. How gross could-" Chef handed her the plate and she almost hurled on the spot. That was no ordinary egg. The whites had turned to a brown jelly and the yolk was the color of blue mold while the whole thing reeked of urine and sulfur. "What the (bleep)!?" she screamed.
"Yep. That's a century egg for you," Noah smirked. "Pretty gross, huh?"
"I... don't think I can eat this," Samantha whimpered.
"Then don't," Eva rolled her eyes. "Just save us the trouble and drop out."
Samantha garnered all her strength and shoved The egg in her mouth. Surprisingly, it... tasted good? To her, it was just off the taste of a regular boiled egg. She quickly swallowed and laughed. "Too easy!"
Eva rolled her narrowing eyes in disgust yet again as Samantha spun the wheel.
Confessional
Eva: "How could that shit taste good?! I mean, I would've eaten it, but how could it be good?!"
End Confessional
Samantha watched as Chris read the note. "Your meal is...an earthworm!"
Samantha shuddered and looked at Dakota, but noticed that both Eva and Noah had available freebies to use. "I'll take it," she said with tight focus on her face.
Chef dropped the wriggling tube of muscle into her hands and she ate it in one slurp, grossing out the peanut gallery. Ethan passed out, Staci cringed, and Tyler was about to say 'extreme' when Ethan fell on top of him.
"And... Samantha does it? Uh, nice," Chris said, handing her a freebie before cringing. "Uh, Noah's turn!"
Noah's ball dropped out of the cylinder and Chris read it aloud. "Wow... you gotta eat dog shit. Damn!" the host gagged.
Noah cringed in disgust. "Yeah, I'd love to try it, but I think Samantha would rather eat it."
The farm girl hissed angrily as her nostrils flared. "Well, there goes my freebie," she sighed. Chris took it away as Noah returned to his chair, winking at her.
Confessional
Samantha: "I can't believe I was desperate enough to try an alliance with him! Looks like it is three to one..."
End Confessional
Eva spun the wheel with an intense stare focused on the balls. She picked up the one that dropped and crushed it in her hands. Chris fearfully took it from her and coughed before reading it. "Your meal is... Hakarl, fresh from Iceland!"
"What's 'hakarl?" she asked. "Some kind of cheese?"
"You could say that," Chris said slyly.
Chef brought out a cube of a pale, cheese-like solid. Eva snapped it up and took a bite, but immediately coughed it back onto the plate. "Ugh! It tastes like rotten fish and sweat!"
Chris and Chef snickered.
"What's so funny, blockheads?!" she raged.
"Uh, that was rotten fish. Shark to be exact," Noah rolled his eyes. "I saw it on Anthony Bourdain."
Eva held the pale cube of flesh in her palm as Chris snickered. "So... freebie?"
"Hell to the nope, McLean," Eva growled. She then proceeded to choke the hakarl down and shuddered as it slid down her throat. She raised her hand in victory and took her second freebie as Dakota returned to spin for the start of round three.
"Gum off the bottom of Chef's shoe!" Chris cheered. He turned to the camera. "I've been waiting for that one..."
"Samantha," she snorted.
The remaining newbie slammed her head on the tabletop as Chef scraped a piece of filthy, brown, rotten gum off the bottom of his old, withered shoe and dropped it onto her open palm.
Confessional
Dakota: "This could be it!"
Noah: "If she chews that... She'll probably be hospitalized."
Eva: "Yeah... that's a little too gross for my low standards."
Samantha: *She produces a squeaky whine*
End Confessional
Samantha glared at Dakota and put the gum in her mouth. She chewed once and gagged at the flavors of mud, feces, and the distinct taste of bathroom floors. Her eyes began to water, but she made it through the worst of it and Chris let her spit it out.
"No puking? Aww," Chris sighed. "Oh well. Noah, get up here."
Noah spun and Chris read the paper. "Eat... human hair!"
"Nope. Give it to, uh, toilet breath over there," he winked at Samantha.
"Dude?!" Samantha whined. "You're making a mistake. Give it to Eva. You'd never beat her in the finale."
"Well, I'd rather lose to a somewhat-friend than you," Noah shrugged. "Now, eat up, honey."
Samantha was presented with a plate of black hair and she shoved it in her mouth, chewed it like grass, and swallowed, all while sneering at the other three campers.
"Wow, she's determined," Dakota whispered to Noah. "Damn..."
"I told you I was going to crush you," Samantha snarled. "I'll eat whatever you throw at me, so do... Your... Worst."
Chris smiled. "This... Will be good..."
The next three rounds were ruthless. Dishes were getting grosser by the minute. Spam, vegemite, spoiled cabbage, plastic wrappers, horse steaks, cat food, cat puke, mystery meat, whale blubber, a cup of sweat, cow brains, and pickled pigs feet were all on the menu and no one was willing to drop out, even Samantha, who continued to get bombarded with dishes from her enemies. Not even one player puked, though all four came close.
"Wow..." Chris sighed. "This is a lot easier for you than I thought. Six rounds... and no one's out? Interesting, seeing as how the episode is almost over. Seriously! It's a half hour show, so someone lose already."
"No way," Samantha said, burping. "I'm... in it to win it!"
Chris shrugged. "Well, I guess since everyone is so tough to take down, it's time to bring in the special tie-breaker challenge."
"Wait, what?!" Noah said, his eyes widening to the size of tea cups.
"But it's not even a tie!" Eva grunted. "I got, like, six freebies and Noah has two. Even Dakota has one, but Samantha's out of them. Send her home already!"
Chris tapped his chin. "Really? Okay then. I'll just take all your freebies, not that you'd need them."
Dakota groaned and grabbed her stomach. "Why?"
"Because everyone will eat this dish, and it's a flat out eating race for a place in the final three. That answer your question?"
Dakota nodded sadly.
Confessional
Samantha: "At least it's a fair fight now. Dakota and I are at our wits ends about this stupid challenge, and I'll enjoy watching her fail.
Dakota: "My stomach is so full that I can see it pushing on my midriff. It's... pretty creepy. Oh, and Samantha's going down."
End Confessional
Chef wheeled out a cart with four covered plates on it. Chris handed the plates to the eaters and smiled. "Well, this is it. You'll all have as much time to eat the horror that awaits under that dome, but the last one to finish or the first to puke gets the boot. Well, they would if we still had the boot, but, uh, just go the peanut gallery! Ready..."
The campers grabbed at the handles of the domes.
"Set..."
Noah and Eva shared a nervous gaze as Dakota and Samantha narrowed their eyes at each other.
"Eat!"
The four removed the domes to reveal the final dish of round seven: chocolate cake. Samantha and Dakota dug in as Eva slowly shoveled the rich, fudgey mess into her mouth.
Noah gasped. "Wait! Chocolate cake?! But I'm allergic to chocolate!"
"Sucks to be you," Chris chimed. "But this is no ordinary cake, for it has been sitting out in the sun under a metal cover all day. Oh, and I laced it with laxatives too."
Samantha stopped eating and cringed. "Laxatives?! What?!"
"Oh, suck it up," Dakota said between bites. Soon, even she was cringing with every hot spoonful of melted cake.
Noah sighed angrily and watched Samantha reluctantly eat, Eva slow her eating even more, and Dakota push on.
Confessional
Noah: "It just had to be chocolate, didn't it?"
End Confessional
Dakota shoveled the last chunk into her maw and nearly collapsed when she cheered.
"And Dakota moves on to the final three!" Chris waved his hands. "Samantha is just behind her, followed by Eva, who appears to be getting sick, and Noah, who has yet to take a bite."
"Do you want me to puff up like a balloon?!" the bookworm growled.
"Yes," Chris smiled.
Samantha was down to three spoonfuls as Eva hit the halfway point. But something changed with Noah. He was smiling.
Sammy choked down another bite and looked at him suspiciously. "What's that smile about?" she asked in a sick voice.
"Oh, I'm just thinking about who's puking first. Nasty cake, huh? Texture of fecal matter, right?"
"Dude, shut it!" Samantha said through her full mouth, now covered by a green face. She gagged a bit and put the last spoonful of fudge in her mouth, but she was unable to swallow.
Meanwhile, the peanut gallery was cheering for Noah and Eva, but the latter wasn't faring too well. Her pace was incredibly slow and her vision was blurry from the sickness.
Samantha finished and nearly passed out when Chris raised her arm in congrats. "Sammy makes it to the final three! It's down to Noah and Eva!"
Confessional
Dakota: "Damn! So... close!"
Samantha: *She throws up in the toilet*
End Confessional
Noah was still smiling as he watched Eva struggle. Though she was a friend to him, the bookworm knew her elimination would make a victory in the final three easier, seeing as how Eva wasn't exactly the most selfless on the island.
Eva turned green and looked up.
The eleven losers, two finalists, Chris, Chef, and Harold watched in suspense as Eva picked up her last bite and brought it to her mouth. Noah suddenly became worried at tapped his hand on his other arm, scratching it nervously.
Then it happened. As soon as the cake entered her mouth, it came out. All of it. Eva hurled all over the table and floor before passing out with a groan.
"Noah wins! Eva's done!" Chris cheered. The peanut gallery cheered as well, barring Justin of course. Debbie fell out of the stands when she jumped for joy! Tyler tripped on air and toppled over the row below him! Ethan fangasmed and cried happy tears! Dawn smiled and so did Staci! Everyone had someone to cheer for!
Eva awoke and groaned. "What... happened?" she asked groggily, looking up at the final three. She came to realize that she had lost and her eyes turned red with bloodshot veins. "How did I lose!? No way! Noah didn't even take a single bite!"
"No, but you took one too many," Chris laughed.
Eva stood up and charged Chris, but stopped herself when he pulled out his tranquilizer gun. She looked at Dakota, who wasn't that sad. "Fine," she sighed. "I guess... it's okay." She walked past Chris and towards the peanut gallery, but pushed the host down as she passed.
Confessional
Eva: "*She sighs* "Yeah, I guess there's nothing I can do. Getting angry won't help, but it's sure stress relieving. At least I'm off this stupid show and have time to rest. As long as Samantha goes down, I'll be happy... Well, a hundred grand would've been nice too." *Her eyes bulge again and she punches the camera*
End Confessional
Eva gave Noah and Dakota handshakes before walking over to the stands and sitting down. Chris turned to the final three and maniacally rubbed his hands together. "Oh, this is nice. Awesome."
"So, uh, what next?" Noah asked. "Another challenge?"
"Actually, I was thinking of hosting another aftermath special tomorrow," Chris winked.
"Thank you," Samantha groaned. "After that mess, I don't think I'll want to get out of bed."
"For once, I agree with you," Dakota sighed.
Chris turned to the camera and smiled. "Well, that was our final four. But now, it's down to three, and things are about to get wicked. So stay tuned for more Total... Drama... Return of the Underdogs!"
Eliminated: Debbie, Justin, Tyler (1), Anne Maria, B, Sadie, Katie, Ethan, Staci, Tyler (2), Brick, Dawn, Jordan, Eva
Remaining Players: Noah, Samantha, Dakota
~A/N~ And that's the end of Eva. She was always supposed to go here, but I definitely wish I had given her more to do, even though I think she was awesome. But now that it's final three time, I think one last aftermath will do perfectly for the penultimate chapter. And if you feel the need to skip it... don't. Trust me on this one. You don't want to miss it. ;)
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Thank you to all my readers and especially my reviewers. You made this thing possible through your support, and I'm really hyped to get the finale out in the next month or so. I'll have a poll up on my profile after I post the next aftermath that will let you choose your pick to win, but I don't think it will decide the true ending... yes, there will be more than one ending, just like the show.
Until next time, Foreseer out!