Hey people! Sorry about that extremely long A/N I wrote, but I felt it was necessary and I'm sorry if you disagree. Anyway, I was planning on updating tomorrow, but I've got a bit of bad news. Yet another hurricane is headed for where I live and my family and I are going to evacuate early tomorrow morning and there's no telling whether we'll be coming back the day after or the week after. It all depends on school, evacuation traffic, the damaged caused, etc. So again, sorry! Another thing is I'm still trying to figure out why I can only type in bold on my Notepad documents, but so far, I haven't found out why. So here's the next chapter and I hope you like it.Sabrina woke for the second time that week to pain, but not in her ankle. Sabrina opened her eyes and found that she was in a hospital bed in a small room with a couch, a side table on which was a vase of wilted flowers, the door to a bathroom in the corner, the bed she was currently resting in, and one small window.

Sabrina groaned. If Puck drew another mustache on me, I swear I'm gonna hurt someone. She sat up and immediately regretted it as the room swayed and the throbbing in her head increased. She lay back down on her back and closed her eyes, trying to recall why she might be hurt... again... She just couldn't remember.

Sabrina thought she had finally cracked and started hallucinating when she opened her eyes and saw Mr. Canis... er, Mr. Clay come into the room. He was supposed to be in hiding up in the mountains! She hadn't seen him in months and wasn't supposed to for a while.

Mr. Clay saw that she was awake and a small, almost invisible smile crossed his face. He walked over to her hospital bed and asked, "How are you?"

And Sabrina's incredibly clever answer was, "Uh, am I hallucinating?"

Clay chuckled. "No, child, you're completely sane."

Sabrina let out a sigh of relief. "Good." She then looked around the hospital room again and asked, "What happened?"

A worried expression replaced the happy one. "You don't remember?"

Sabrina thought for a second more and shook her head. "But I remember you, and I remember Granny Relda and Daphne and Puck and everyone I met at school," she said, recalling her friends and family.

"Are you sure you don't remember what happened?" he asked, a bit of hope left in his voice.

Again, Sabrina shook her head. Just then Granny Relda, Uncle Jake, Daphne, and Puck walked in, Relda with a worried expression that matched Mr. Clay's. Sabrina managed a small smile, trying to reassure her. "Hi, Granny."

Her grandmother's face was immediately taken over by a huge smile as she hurried over to Sabrina with Daphne and Jake in tow. Puck just sat on the small couch and stared at her quizzically.

"Oh, liebling, thank goodness you're alright!" Sabrina groaned in pain as Relda hugged her. Her grandmother pulled away apologizing, but Daphne took no caution when she jumped on Sabrina, squeezing the life out of her.

"Oh my gosh, you scared me half to death! I can't believe you, wandering around empty hallways alone where anyone could hurt you! You're grounded! Again!"

"Hey! Can't breathe!" Daphne still hadn't pulled away from Sabrina. Uncle Jake took her off the bed and placed her on the floor saying, "Give her some air, OK?"

Sabrina smiled down at her sister who was pouting in a very Puck-like fashion.

Uncle Jake cleared his throat and said, "So, 'Brina, what were you doing wandering around the empty hallways when you were supposed to be at this volleyball meeting?"

Sabrina raised an eyebrow, still not remembering what had happened. "Um, I was in an abandonned hallway?"

Jake turned to Relda. "She doesn't remember! How are we supposed to figure out what happened if she doesn't even know?"

Their convcersation was interupted by a series of knocks on the doorframe. The boys at the door smiled at Sabrina.

"So the patient's awake?"

Sabrina grinned. "Nick! Chris!" She sat up immediately, ignoring the extreme pain in her head.

They both grinned back and simultaneously said, "Hey, 'Brina." They walked into the room, nodding to everyone there. Then Chris turned to Uncle Jake. "Excuse me sir, but I was there when Sabrina was knocked out. I didn't see all of what happened, but I can tell you what I did see," he said.

Jake looked surprised. "You were there?"

Chris looked back up at him. "See, I was coming out of the boys bathroom on the other side of the hall and I heard someone unhitch the fire extinguisher from the wall. I looked towards where the fire extinguisher was supposed to be and saw the craziest thing. The fire extinguisher was just floating in midair! I thought I was just hallucinating at first, but then I saw Sabrina coming out of the girls bathroom and the fire extinguisher came up behind her and just started beating the heck out of her! I called out to her, but she was already out cold on the floor. So I called Nick over to watch her while I ran to my dad's office to call an ambulance, which took her here. She had been out for about four hours when they finally contacted you about it."

The whole family was giving him funny looks as if he was crazy. "It's true!" he insisted.

All of a sudden, the memories of the attack flooded back to Sabrina. She suddenly felt dizzy and lay back on her pillow, but she was still able to speak. "You guys, he's telling the truth. I remember now."

Her uncle was still confused. "But that's crazy! I mean, seriously, how could a fire extinguisher just magically come to life and attack you?"

"I don't know, Uncle Jake. It does sound crazy, but we live in Ferryport Landing. Most of the stuff that happens here is absolutely insane."

Just then a nurse came in and said, "I'm sorry, visiting hours are over." She looked over to Sabrina and smiled warmly. "Ms. Grimm will need her rest."

A bunch of "OK"s and "Of course"s were muttered across the room and the small crowd slowly trickled out of the room. Before leaving, Chris went over to Sabrina and whispered, "Does this mean the dance is off for us?"

Sabrina had totally forgotten about the dance, but it was only Tuesday and she guessed she would have plenty of time to recover. "No of course not. I mean, three days is enough time to recover, right?"

Chris frowned. "Sabrina, when you were knocked out, you were really knocked out. You've been asleep for days. The dance is tomorrow."

Sabrina gasped. Had she really been asleep for that long? She knew that she would be too weak to go to any party the next night, much less a dance. But then she looked at Chris's face, full of hope and sadness at the same time and smiled. She knew that her grandmother and uncle wouldn't let her go to dance in her condition, but they didn't have to know she was still going. One more lie couldn't hurt. She pulled herself out of her thoughts and said, "I'll definitely be there."

Chris grinned. "Cool," he said and he left the room with a skip in his step.

Sabrina leaned back and smiled again as she closed her eyes. Yeah, one more lie couldn't hurt, she thought to herself. But she had no idea that it could hurt even more than the last time.

Yeah, so there's the chapter. Sorry it came later than it usually does on Saturdays, but I've been busy all day, helping my mom board up the house and all. I promise I'll try to persuade my mom to let us come back from our evacuation ASAP because there's no computer where we're going! Torture, I tell you! So r&r and I'll try to update at least by the end of the week.

- Elli