Sorry for the slight delay – I had to get through finals (which are thankfully over), and I get out of school on Wednesday so expect another update at least by Friday. You all are awesome, so you deserve it.

Disclaimer: We own nothing. Especially not Crazy-Reece. Oh, wait, never mind. I was just informed that we do indeed own Crazy-Reece. And Chelsea and Roxy. My bad.

Reece's POV:

Hahahahahaha – no, I'm not going out of my mind because of fire and the Cyclops mimicking my father! Trust me it didn't affect me at all! I totally don't need more sleep (Not that I'd be able to sleep) and everything is going to be fine!

"Reece, why are you crying?" Roxy asked gently. We were walking. Away from the cave with the monsters, back to our campsite to grab our stuff and leave. I laughed bitterly.

"What? I'm not crying! I'm definitely not crying!" I laughed and cried at the same time.

"Okay, you're insane," Chelsea decided. I agreed with her. I was totally insane. Probably because of the hit to my head or maybe the fire, and of course I was emotionally ripped apart...

"Maybe we should rest..." Roxy said cautiously, probably doubting my sanity.

"Not until we get back to camp," Chelsea said, as if that settled the matter. I wondered who the voice was. Chelsea had lost something? She didn't seem like the type to lose people. My whole left leg felt like a piece of charred meat. I really, really hate fire... We get back to the campsite and Chelsea puts the fire out so as not to attract more attention and checks my leg. She gives me a piece of ambrosia and, still sounding angry, tells Roxy and I to get some sleep. I like sleep... I try to sleep and I do, but it's troubled. Nightmares of flames and my dad, crying. He reaches through me but a wall of flames separate us and I can't get to him...

"Dad!" I cry.

"Reece! Escape! Leave me!"

"I can't!" Chelsea shakes me.

"Reece! Get a hold of yourself!" she yells. Tears sting my eyes. I scramble around for my hat but I can't find it.

"Where's my hat?" I freak.

"Why does it matter?!"

"You wouldn't understand, where is it?!" I curse and glare at her. I can't find it anywhere. I slump against the tree trunk where I'd been sleeping, close my eyes, and continue despising the world for twenty more minutes before I can do anything else.

"Get up Reecie Cup," Chelsea orders. I don't have my hat. There's nothing left of my dad. I may never see him again. I could die. He could die. And no one would even care. And I don't have my hat.

"Leave me alone," I glower, standing up and walking ahead of them, not slowing down, not looking back. Furious. I am furious. I can't even talk about it. Roxy tries to talk to me, and even though I've already opened up to her, I just can't talk. I can't say anything. In my eyes I see everything burning, my whole world burning to a crisp and turning to ash. Nothing matters anymore. I don't think I'll ever see my dad again. Of course I'll complete this quest. I was ordered to and I can't back out now, I just don't have a choice. But if I die because of this quest what does it matter?

Like I said, nothing matters. Not me, at least.

Reece lost his hat *sad face* Poor guy…. Maybe he'll get that break I was talking about, but judging from this… it doesn't seem likely, does it? Oh well, there's always next time.