"Marzia! Wake up!"

"Wha-" I began, sleep clouding my thoughts.

"We have to leave for Paris!" Felix whispered. I glanced at the clock. 5:35 AM.

"Mmmf…" I said as I rolled over. "Fine."

I got up, showered, and put on a comfortable shirt that said "Sorry about what I said when I was hungry" and jeans. Then, I made sure everything was packed, and Felix took our bags to the car. He drove to the airport and we then went through security (blah, blah, blah) and FINALLY boarded the plane. After we got settled, Felix pulled out his phone and we took a selfie. He then posted it to Instagram and quickly checked his Twitter, while I played Candy Crush.

After a while, the pilot announced that we were going to take off. I put my phone on Airplane Mode and lay back in my seat to rest. Right before I passed out, I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder. I sighed in delight and fell asleep.

I was woken up by the pilot announcing that we were there.

"What? We're here already…?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"Yeah, it has only been 2 hours," Felix said.

I shrugged and lay back again. I could feel the plane beginning its descent onto the runway, and not long after, the wheels touched ground. Once we got to the gate, we could get our things and leave. I grabbed my bags from the compartment above and we left. We called a taxi to take us to the hotel, and we didn't unpack because we were going to another hotel soon.

"So, when is it?" I asked Felix.

"This evening, at 7:00." He replied.

"We should go explore," I said.

"Sure," he said as he got up. "Where to?"

So, we spent the day wandering around Paris. We went everywhere from Louis Vuitton to the Arc de Triomphe, even the Eiffel Tower! Finally, at 6:45, we headed back to the hotel to pack our things and get ready for the Catacombs trip. I made Felix dress warmly, because it would be cold down there. At 6:15, we called a taxi to take us there, which was a traffic filled 45 minutes. When we finally arrived, we paid the cabby and went to the ticket booth with our bags.

"Hello, how may I help you?" the cashier / guard asked politely.

"Um, hi, I'm here with Felix Kjellberg, or, uh, PewDiePie-" I started.

"Oh, come right in, Mr. Kjellberg!" He led us to a small room with a few hallways behind the ticket stand.

"Your guide, Isak, will be here soon." He said and left.

Felix and I waited for a moment until, sure enough, a guy came through a narrow hallway to the right.

"Hello, I'm Isak." He introduced himself.

"I'm Felix, or PewDiePie, and this is Marzia." Felix gestured to me.

"Welcome! Are you ready to start the tour, Mr. Kjellberg?"

"Of course! Marzia, are you ready?" He asked.

"Oh, sorry sir, but your girlfriend cannot come along…" Isak said with a sympathetic face.

"Oh…" Felix said. He looked at me and I nodded. I was expecting this.

"Alright, where will she be staying?" he asked.

"She'll be staying in a small hotel nearby." Isak answered.

"Okay," Felix said as he handed me his bag. "Will we start now?"

"Yes, come with me." The guide said and turned towards another hallway.

I gave Felix a quick kiss on the cheek, and then he left.

Immediately, another person came through the same hallway that Isak came through.

"Hi, I'm Neo," she said.

"Hey, I'm Marzia." I replied.

"I'll be showing you to your hotel tonight. Oh, let me help you with those," she said as she took my bags.

"Thank you," I said gratefully.

"No problem. Follow me."

I began walking, and a question formed in my mind. "When will Fe – uh, PewDiePie be back?" I asked.

"Around 9:30. He will only be going through half of the catacombs." Neo replied.

"Ok."

We walked up some stairs and into the sunlight. I took a deep breath of fresh air and sighed. We walked for about 2 minutes until Neo stopped at a small building called "The Baguette Inn." She led me inside, spoke a few words with the lady at the front desk, and took me to a colourful suite with bright yellow walls.

"This is where you will be staying for the weekend, Miss." She said and showed me to the bedroom. She set my bags down by the long gray couch and faced me.

"Thanks," I said with a smile.

She nodded. "Oh right, can we have your mobile phone number just in case we need to contact you?" She asked.

"Sure," I said and told her.

"Alright, thanks. I'll leave you to get settled, then," she said as she walked out the door.

I groaned and ran my fingers through my hair. I could already feel the jet lag bearing down upon my head like an anvil. I laid back onto the bed and allowed myself to fall asleep.

I woke up with a light headache. I groaned and turned over to look at the clock. It was 9:47 exactly. Wow, I slept for almost 3 hours! I sat up, and something suddenly dawned on me. Shouldn't Felix be back by now? I jumped up and started to pace.

What if he's lost, or hurt?

No, he's probably just… running late…

I gulped, because my gut feeling was that he was in trouble. I snatched my phone from the bedside table, threw on my coat and ran all the way to the entrance of the Catacombs. I gasped and clutched at a stitch in my side. I had never been a good runner.

"Where… Felix…" I gasped.

"Um, I'm sorry ma'am, but the catacombs are closed now."

I looked up and saw a different guard in the booth.

"I'm… Bisognin… Marzia…"

"Oh! Ms. Bisognin! Mr. Kjellberg hasn't come back yet. I'm sorry," the guard said.

I inhaled sharply and tried to talk normally. "He was supposed to… come back at 9:30," I said, still breathing heavily.

"Well, I guess he'll be out soon," he replied. "You can wait for him at the exit, if you'd like.

"Okay, thanks," I said absentmindedly and walked to the exit, which was a mile away. There was a bench there, so I sat down and started playing Candy Crush. I was interrupted in the middle of level 81 by a noise. I looked up, and heard it again. It was a shrill sound, only a second long, and it seemed to be emitting from the stairwell to the Catacombs. I walked over to the chain in front of the stairs and listened. I heard people talking, so I slipped under the chain and went down a few flights. I could tell what they were saying now.

"Scream like that again, and we'll make you bleed." Said a gruff voice.

I gulped. This couldn't be good.

"Okay, now that we have him tied up, we need to make our getaway. Where are the damn stairs?"

"Over here, I think." Said the first voice.

I then realized that they were talking about the stairs that I was on. I sneaked up the flights and ducked in a nearby alley. Just in time, because a few seconds later, two people each carrying something emerged from the darkness. The man was tall, about 6'7, and there was a woman as well, only about 5'6 with fiery red hair. Veronica.

They were each carrying what looked like a body. I studied one of them, and felt my heart sink like the Titanic. I could recognize that hair anywhere.

It was Felix.