Shane's pressed down the button, which flashed red and a made a ladder roll down from the ceiling. It led up to a metal trapdoor set into the ceiling. He looked up at it, and, being the curious person he was, he climbed up it, and cracked it open. He peered into it, then stiffened. He froze, then slammed it closed and slid down the ladder, his face looking a little green. He ran over to a garbage can and hurled into it, making nauseating groans. Sam walked over to him, looking confused. "You okay, man?" Sam asked, and the teleporter pulled his head from the can long enough to sputter out, "Trapdoor…horror…sick." He couldn't finish, as he had to hurl into the can again. Sam cocked an eyebrow in confusion and climbed the ladder to investigate.
He cracked it open, and saw that he was in a plush bedroom. He saw the foot of a bed, and saw one of the most disturbing things he would ever see. Chris…and Chef… He slammed the lid and leapt off the ladder, sprinting to the couch. He grabbed Cam by the wrist and dragged him over. "What do you want, man?" Cam asked as he pulled himself free. Sam grabbed his shoulders. "WELD THE DOOR SHUT!!!" He screamed, jabbing a finger at the trapdoor. "Why?" Cam asked, but Sam simply screamed. "JUST DO IT!!!" Cameron shrugged and used his powers to seal the door, while the ladder retracted. Sam sighed in relief, then walked back to the couch with Shane trailing behind. They sat down, refusing to answer any questions about what happened. They continued playing for a while, eventually resorting to a free-for-all match.
"Ha ah, eat this, dude!" Sam mocked as he fired off a burst of Lancer rounds at Shane's character. Shan had been playing as "Cole Train" and he groaned as he was blown off his feet. "Ha, that Boomshot is mine!" Sam declared as he moved his character into the room Shane had been guarding. HE kept bragging, right up until he entered the room. Then, Jamie and Cam, who had sniper rifles trained on the doorway, blew him away. "NNNNNOOOOOO!!!" Sam called as the ambushers high-fived each other. Well, that is, until Cam turned, switched to a Lancer, and chainsaw-bayoneted Jamie's head off. HE laughed as he won the match, while Jamie just gave him a withering glance. "You're despicable." He accused, and Cam shrugged.
Then, Jamie happened to glance at the clock. "Oh, man. Guys, its ten o'clock already." Jamie announced, and the others started to stop what they were doing and began leaving. When they were all outside, the door slid shut and locked, while a key fell out of a small pocket and hit Jamie on the head. He picked it up off the ground and the group made their way back to the campsite. As they arrived, Chris was standing there, with his hands on his hips, and pointed to the campers. "You. Campfire. Now." He said, but when asked why he said, "Both teams are voting. Someone's leaving. End of story." The entire group grumbled and walked over to the Confessional Cam.
(Confessional Cam…We haven't shown up for a while!)
Kayla: "I vote for Cameron. I don't trust him."
Sam: "I vote for Cam, 'because that dream really freaked me out! Sorry, dude."
Jamie: "Nicki. I had to face my worst nightmare because of her. She is so gone."
As the group sat down at the campfire pit, Chris began talking. "Well, since no one actually won the last challenge, we decided to let everyone vote for whoever they don't want. So, enjoy the carnage!" He exclaimed gleefully to the camera. He picked up the first marshmallow.
"Jamie." He said, and the teen caught it in one hand dismissively. Chris looked at the other campers carefully. "…Shane." He announced, and the hyper boy whooped and grabbed his marshmallow out of the air happily. "…Kayla." She smiled and leaned into Jamie, who put his arm around her as she caught her marshmallow. "Victoria. Sam. Cameron." They all caught their marshmallows in quick succession. And, Nicki was left without a marshmallow. She looked down in disappointment, and the boat pulled up. Chris gestured to it. "Dock of Shame is that way, bra."
Nicki nodded sadly and began walking over to the dock. Kayla came over to her. "We'll miss you, Nicki." The psychic assured, and Jamie nodded from behind her. "Yeah, we will." He confirmed. Nicki hung her head for a moment, then pulled Kayla into a big hug. They embraced for a tender moment, but Chef nudged her and made her keep walking. She was about to step onto the boat when Sam shouted, "WAIT!!" Nicki turned as he walked up behind her, and gave him a puzzled look. "What is it, Sam?" She asked, and he looked very apprehensive. Then, he suddenly grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into a kiss. There was a big group "Aww", and then they broke apart. Nicki seemed at a loss for words, but Sam simply kissed her on the forehead and said, "I'll see you later, Nicki." He walked back to his seat, while Cameron gave him a thumbs-up. Then, Nicki climbed into the boat, and rode away into the lake. She brushed a hand on her tingling lips as they turned up into a smile.
As the boat sputtered out into the lake, Nicki was busy daydreaming about a certain boy and what her friends back home would say. Then she snapped out of it when the boat was bathed in the darkness of a cave. "Where are we going?" She asked the driving, her big blue eyes clouded with confusion. Then, the boat stopped and bumped in to a dock, which knocked her off the boat. She stood up, and was about to tell off the driver, when she noticed his glowing red eyes. And, he turned to her, his snow-colored hair flipping over his face, and he smiled a predatory grin. "Hey, girlie. Welcome to hell. "He hissed. She quickly did the first thing that came to her mind. She telekinetically threw water in his face and ran down the dock, when she was grabbed by her dark hair by an invisible hand. She screamed in pain, until she was grabbed around the middle by rough stone pinchers, which pinned her arms to her side. She telekinetically ripped them off, but was hit in the back of the head with a rock. Red spots flashed in her eyes, and she crumpled to the ground. She felt warm, sticky blood running in her hair, and a white light flashed in her eyes.
She was suddenly standing in a huge room which resembled an arena, like the Roman Coliseum. It was heavily damaged, with scorch marks and great chunks of earth ripped out of the ground. Strong gusts of wind whipped through her hair and the bellowing of great beasts echoed in her ears. Dust flew as figires she couldn't amke out clashed, ramming into each other again and again. Then, she saw something shining through the dust. A pair of blood red eyes, glaring at her...
She was roughly brought back to the present by the roaring in her ears, which was her own heart-beat. She heard large foot steps hitting the metal grate making criss-cross marks on her face, and heard a deep voice say, "Ah, the future seer. She will be very useful. Well done, children. "The deep voice congratulated, and two voices answered. " Thank-you, Father." One of the answering voices was deep and masculine, while the other was decidedly feminine, and Nicki recognized it immediately. It was Naomi's voice!
A.N: Well, that's some good stuff, huh? Yeah, I finally finished this chapter, and I wait to post it the next morning because, if I don't, it gets moved back three pages before my readers are able to check. And that SUCKS! So, you may get it a little later, but you get quality, so don't complain. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!!