"What the hell?" Eli shouted at Bianca. "How could you do that?"

Bianca shrugged. "She had to die," she said calmly. "The voice said only one of us is gonna live. It was either me or her."

"You're fucking insane!" Eli shouted. "We all could have made it out of here alive."

"How could we make it out?" Bianca shot back. "All the doors and windows won't open. We're stuck in here with a killer."

"Maybe we could have waited until the killer showed his face and ambushed him!" Eli retaliated. "Then we could have figured out how to leave."

Bianca started to reply. "Well maybe-!"

"Shut up!" Drew interrupted her. He was at Clare's side who was near catatonic with Fiona's bleeding corpse at her feet. She rocked slowly back and forth in his arms. Eli had been too busy arguing with Bianca to notice how freaked Clare was.

"If you two keep fighting then neither of you will get out of here. Now I say we go looking for more places to get out from. Am I clear?"

Bianca and Eli crossed their arms with scowls. Eli switched his eyes to Bianca. "I don't trust her," he stated bluntly. "And I don't trust Clare with her either."

Bianca glowered at him. "Fine by me," she said. "That just gives me more time to spend with Drew."

Drew scoffed. "As if I want more time with you," he spat. Bianca walked over to him and yanked him up by the shoulder of his shirt. "Too damn bad. You're coming with me whether you like it or not," she told him.

Eli walked to Clare, careful not to step on Fiona or her ever increasing pool of blood, and gently helped her up. "Things are gonna be okay, Clare," Eli assured her. He desperately hoped he would be right.

Bianca tugged Drew's shirt and started walking. "Let's go," she ordered. With a sigh, he followed her. Where was he following her? Damn if he knew.


Bianca and Drew found themselves searching the classrooms on the bottom floor of the school. Bianca had a good feeling she was going to die, but to be honest, she really couldn't care less. Life was pointless to her. She didn't think anyone needed to live...but they did. Wasn't her problem.

Bianca smiled to herself. She had a nice thought. "Drew," she called sexily. Drew turned around to face her. His gaze was less than friendly. "What?" he asked. Rude. But Bianca decided to let it slide.

"You know," she began as she circled her finger on his bicep, "When I was with you in the boiler room, I didn't do the things I did just because you wanted it. I wanted it too."

Drew rolled his eyes. "That's great for you," he told her. "I couldn't really give a bigger shit."

Bianca brushed her fingers on his cheek and down his neck. "Don't be like that," she ordered pouting. "One of us might die next. You don't want to die unhappy do you? Why don't you and I...I don't know...have a little...fun?" She leaned in and kissed Drew lightly on the lips.

Even though he was still upset about Adam and Alli being gone, he still felt a stirring in his pants. So what if Bianca was a slut? She was still hot. He said he never wanted another chance with her, but the way she pushed her chest against his and trailed her hand down his chest made him want to throw her against a near by desk and screw her brains out until the killer got them both.

"If both of us get out of this hell hole," Drew started, "You say nothing about what went on here." Bianca smirked. "My lips are sealed," she retorted.

Drew smiled and put his hands on her hips. He leaned in and kissed her lips passionately. Bianca's hands moved to his shirt and her slender fingers slowly unbuttoned each of them. And in one swift motion, Drew pulled off her blouse and threw it to the floor.

He kissed her lips once more then trailed his lips to her neck. As they touched the skin of her neck, Drew felt...funny. He felt like...he felt like his insides were burning. His lips tingled to the point where they started hurt.

He pulled away from Bianca and one of his hands shot to his mouth. His lips felt like they were splitting open! He pulled his hand away to see blood on his fingers. His lips were splitting open.

"What did you do to me?" he shouted at her. Blood from his lips flew onto Bianca's exposed chest. "I didn't do anything!" Bianca shouted back in fear.

Drew screamed in agony as the tissue in his lips began to break away from the rest of his face. He let out small whimpers as he watched both of his lips fall to the ground. He screamed once more.

Bianca watched in awe and fright as the skin peeled away on his arms, face, chest, and neck. Drew's hands flew to his face. "I'm fucking burning!" he exclaimed. His nails dug into his cheeks and he pulled away chunks of his skin.

Bianca couldn't believe what she was seeing! Drew was actually ripping off his skin! He screamed as he tore away the skin on his arms.

Clare and Eli came running to the room Bianca and Drew were in. Clare screamed as she saw what was happening to Drew and Eli was frozen in his tracks. She wanted to help him, but she didn't know how. All she could do was watch as blood poured from the wounds he was creating.

She didn't have to watch long though.

Drew fell to his knees holding his stomach. He let out one finally scream of pain before he fell to the ground at Bianca's feet.

A/N: Some of you gave comments hoping to see someone's head get chopped off but I really didn't see anyone dying like that because it didn't fit in with my original idea. I hope you like the way I killed Drew though (only if you wanted him dead or wanted to see someone else die). Sorry this is late. Didn't feel like getting on the desktop and my laptop doesn't have internet. So I stayed up until 11:30 writing this and another chapter. If some spots are funny…it's because I was watching Undercover Brother and Couples Retreat and had trouble focusing. Hope you like it!