Alex sighed and flopped down on his couch. He had left the climbing station a couple of hours ago. It had taken hours for everyone to straighten out the mess. They had to exchange phone numbers; addresses's and try to get everyone on the same page. Then the ambulance and fire department had come and after the bodies were taken away, all nine of them were questioned. Finally, he was alone.

"Alright, where'd I put it?" He glanced around his apartment. It was a mess. Clothes everywhere, junk all over the floor and it was starting to smell. He would have to find the source of that smell sometime. He looked around one more time, and then reached his hand under the couch cushions.

He felt around for a second, and then, "Ah Ha! I've got you now!" He grabbed the remote and started walking toward his Easy chair, so he could watch some TV. Halfway there, he tripped over a pizza box and stumbled. He looked down at the box and chuckled to himself. "Man, imagine that, getting killed by a pizza box…" He kicked the box over to the front of the TV stand, and sat down in his chair, turning the TV on.

It came on, and there was Jerry Springer. "Yes!" He smiled. His smile then flipped upside down, as he realized they were arguing about premonitions. "What the hell is this crap?"

He changed the channel to Sports Center and watched Chris Berman talk about the Super Bowl. "The Jets are 23 point favorites, and are almost assured of winning the big game. He sighed, grumbled "Stupid Jets." and flipped the channel to 180, "Showtime" and saw what was on. "Ooooh. "Dawn of the Dead, my favorite movie!" He saw the zombies attack, and when his favorite line came on, "When there is no more room in hell, the dead shall walk the earth." the sound went out.

"What the heck!" He put the volume all the way up but there was still no sound. Then the TV popped off. "Damn faulty wiring…" He got up and walked over to the TV to check it out.

Suddenly, the TV popped back on. He jumped. "Aaahh! Jesus! Way to loud!" The TV popped off again. "Dammit!" He reached around to the back of the TV, when the telephone rang. He checked his watch, sighed and walked over to answer it. He checked the caller ID. "Aw crap, not her again…" He picked up the phone and quickly said, "Hello? What now?"

On the other end of the line, Kimmie was pacing back and forth in her bedroom. Sienna sat on the bed, and Billy spun around on the desk chair. It was obvious that Kimmie was VERY agitated. "You're sure you're ok?"

"I'm fine!" Alex yelled. "Even if I did get hurt, you heard that Kelly girl. Ty is next!"

"Fine." She replied. "But we were checking it out on the internet, and this has happened before. I'm not sure if I believe yet, but just be on your guard ok?"

"Fine, I got it." Click. Hmmmmmmmm…

Kim's eyes grew cold. "That stupid piece of shit!"

"What is it?" asked Sienna, who was trying to braid her own hair, and was failing. Miserably.

"He hung up on me! That effing idiot hung up on me!"

Billy smirked and said, "Maybe that's because you've called him like, 200 million times! Leave him alone already!"

Kimberly stared daggers at him. She glanced at her wall clock and said, "Where is Ty? He said he'd be here already!" She slammed her fist down on the desk, and a lucky 23 pool ball fell on to the floor. It rolled toward Billy's chair when suddenly...

Meanwhile (In Ty's car)

"Can you slow down?" Jason lurched to the left as the switched lanes unexpectedly.

"Come on Jason, stop being such a baby." retorted John. "I think Ty is cooler when he's driving like a friggin ass. God, next I know, you're gonna cry or something."

Jason pouted. "Am not. I just wanted Ty to stop going so fast, is all. He's going to get all 3 of us killed."

Ty gripped the steering wheel harder. "Look, I'm sorry if I'm scaring you, but we haven't been able to reach Chris or Kitty, and I'm getting worried."

John laughed and slugged him in the arm. "Getting? Dude, you're a full blown wreck!"

Jason sighed. "John, he has every right to be nervous. He, you, and I, are all on Death's list. We're all going to die."

John laughed again. "Ooooh, I'm so scared. Wait, wait! I'm getting a vision! You're a complete dill hole, and this is all bull crap! Look, that red truck has a ladder on the back! Aaahh! It's dark and scary out here! Oh no! Every car on this highway is going 20 miles over the speed limit! Oh my God, we're all gonna die! Let's all curl up into a ball, and wait for death to kill us." He shook his head and chuckled.

"You know, you're an ass."

"But I'm lovable."

Ty smiled. "True. Now shut up, you lovable jackass." Ty sped up and watched as the red truck hit a pot hole and bounced into the air. The driver of the red truck swerved the car when...

Alex hung up the phone and turned back to the TV. "Ok, let's see if we can fix this." He walked back to the TV stand and stared into the black screen. It was a little above his head height. He pulled it to the edge of the stand and started to fix it when...