Jack and Maddie slid down next to Jazz. They tried to pull Danny out, but the impact of the cabinet was too heavy for them. Jack could probably move it, but every time they tried to pull Danny out, he would scream.

"This isn't working. We have to try something else," Maddie brought a finger to her chin and lightly tapped.

"Please…hurry," Danny gasped. His vision was blurring and he was beginning to give up hope of ever getting out. He looked at his mom with pleading eyes. She didn't know how badly he was hurt. She didn't know how badly he needed for her to help him.

"Mom! Think faster! Danny doesn't have all the time in the world!" Jazz pleaded as she squeezed his hand.

"Jack, go to the other side. You lift that side and I'll lift this side," Maddie ordered, "Jazz, you go wait with Sam and Tucker."

"No, I'm not leaving Danny," Jazz squeezed his hand tighter.

Then, something only Danny could see happened. The couch, now behind Jazz, made another lurch; right towards her!

"Jazz! Look out!" but his voice was to quiet to hear. She was too preoccupied in trying to stare her parents down. He had to do the only thing he could in a situation like this.

He used any remaining strength he had to turn his arm intangible. He wasn't able to turn his entire body intangible. He grabbed Jazz's arm and turned her intangible just as the couch slammed into the wall. If it weren't for him, she would be behind it, almost in the same situation as him.

"Danny?" Jazz looked wide eyed at her brother, "You…you saved me. After all I did to you, you saved me."

Danny wanted to give her a smile, but he didn't even have the strength to stay conscious. His vision went black and his body went numb. At least here, he couldn't feel any pain.

"What? What was that," Maddie looked at her daughter, "I could see the couch go through you. Is there a…ghost here?"

"No time to explain. Danny's unconscious, and having trouble breathing," Jazz felt his cheeks. The blood wasn't getting to his head correctly. He was cold and pale, "We HAVE to get him out, fast."

Maddie shook it off and faced Jack again, "Jack lift! Jazz go and wait with Sam and Tucker."

Jazz didn't feel like talking back, so she did as she was told and crawled back into the hallway, which was still level.

"Jazz!" Sam grabbed her shoulders, "Is Danny still alive? Please tell me he's okay!"

"He's still alive, but I don't know about okay," Jazz answered. She stared into the room; her eyes were fixed on the cabinet.

"Okay, heave," Maddie and Jack lifted the cabinet, but the way the room was tilted made it a little harder than usual. They managed to move it a few inches away from Danny, so at least he could breathe a little better.

"Okay… again," they repeated the action. Each time, they got it a little farther. They could hear Danny talking deep breaths as the weight was pulled off of him.

"One more time!" Finally, they succeeded in getting it completely off of Danny. That is, until the room made another turn. The floor, which was leaning in a slanted direction to the right (at least to Sam, Jazz and Tucker), turned to the right. Jack and Maddie lost balance and slid down to the other side of the room.

"Maddie! Duck?" Jack managed to warn his wife as the cabinet slid at them and broke through a window just above their heads. Following the cabinet was Danny. His parents were finally able to see his battered body. They could see why he needed their help so badly.

"Quick, Jack, grab Danny before he goes out the window too," Maddie yelled at her husband.

Jack made a dive for Danny and caught him by the wrist. But, when he jumped he put himself in the path of the window. He slid out and just barely grabbed the sill. Danny was being held by the other hand, so Jack couldn't grab the sill with both hands.

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"Dad!" Jazz yelled. She watched her dad swing …wait, swing? Didn't the window just lead outside, onto level ground?

"Jazz, we aren't on earth any more," Sam pointed out, "We're in the ghost zone."

"But…how? How could Vlad get his house into the ghost zone?" She asked back.

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter now! Look!" Sam pointed at the scene below. Jacks hand was slipping and Maddie was trying with all her strength to pull him back into the room.

"Mom! Grab my hand!" Jazz held out her gloved hand, "This glove has enough strength to carry both of them." Jazz thought.

"Jazz you'll never be able to pull both of us up, and I can't let Jack and Danny go!" Maddie called up at her daughter. She was sweating bullets and Jack was slipping from her grasp.

"Mom, you have to trust me! Grab my hand!" Jazz reached out farther so her mother could grab her hand.

"Jack, grab my leg," Maddie ordered. Jack did so and Maddie grabbed her daughter's hand. Jazz pulled with everything she had. She clenched her eyes shut and focused everything on getting her family into the hall.

"Jazz its working," Maddie shouted happily.

Jazz barely heard, "Dad you really need to lay off the Twinkies."

Sam and Tucker grabbed Jazz's arm and helped pull. After what seemed like an eternity, Jack, Maddie and Danny landed on the safe floor of the hall.

"Oh Jazz. I'm so proud of you," Maddie gave her daughter a gracious hug.

"No prob Mom. How's Danny?"

"Oh my gosh Danny," Maddie suddenly remembered the reason she had come here in the first place.

She turned to her son and picked up his frail body, "What happened to him? Did Vlad do this?"

"Um…I-I'd really rather not talk about it," Jazz said as tears came to her eyes from the memories.

"You saw it happen didn't you? Oh honey, I'm so sorry." Maddie tried to give jazz a hug, but with Danny in her arms that was a bit hard.

"Um, not to be rude or anything, but shouldn't we get Danny cleaned up?" Tucker asked as he saw his best friend's blood covered body.

"You're right. Come on," With that, everyone ran up the stairs.

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Vlad sat on a floating chair in the middle of the ghost zone. He stared down at the replica of his mansion floating helplessly in mid air.

"Oh I do enjoy this," he said to himself, "They actually think their going to escape."

"Who?" a female ghost asked; coming up behind him. She had blue flaming hair and black eyeliner in the shaped of curved lines and swirls. Her pale skin went perfectly with her neon green eyes and purple lips. She had on tight black capries and a small black shirt to match. She had her signature guitar along with her too.

"Oh young Daniel and his family," Vlad answered the recent pop star.

"The ghost boy?" Ember asked.

Vlad nodded.

"Oh I have to see this," she sat on the armrest of Vlad's chair and stared at the house. Inside Danny was still unconscious and being rushed up the stairs by his family. The two ghosts were sure he'd never make it out alive.