Freddie's POV

My eyes creaked open slowly as I tried to remember what the hell happened. I groaned and sat up rubbing my head. I was surrounded by piles of debris. Then I remembered; the roller coaster.

"Sam!" I called frantically. No answer. "SAM!" Silence. I ran to a pile of roller coaster and started to dig. I moved away boards and pieces of the metal track trying to find Sam.

"Freddison…" came a weak cry to my left.

"Sam!" I ran to the pile I thought Sam was in and dug around. I saw a glimmer of blonde hair and dug faster and finally reached Sam. I covered my mouth to keep myself from vomiting. Sam's leg from the knee down was twisted all the way around. Her eyes were squeezed tight in pain.

"What are you staring at dork?" Sam laughed weakly. A dribble of blood ran down her busted lip. "Freddie, your nose." I felt a liquid run out of my nose. I wiped it on my hand. Blood.

"I must have hit it." I laughed.

"You should take care of that." Sam said. I looked at her in shock. Her leg was broken almost beyond repair and she was worrying about a little bloody nose. I walked over to her and looked at her leg. It was stuck under a piece of board. I shifted the board an inch to move it. Sam screamed out in pain and clenched her fists.

"Sam I gotta move this." I said. Sam nodded and squeezed her eyes shut. I lifted the board another inch. She made a half scream half sob sound. I gritted my teeth and lifted the board off of Sam's leg and threw it. Sam made no sound. Her mouth was open and her eyes shut as she writhed in agony. I watched helplessly as she silently screamed. I rubbed her shoulder trying to comfort her. Sam gripped my hand and squeezed it so hard; I thought she was going to break it.

"Make. It. Stop." She panted/sobbed. Another one of Sam's screams ripped across the night sky.

"I'm trying!" I said with tears in my eyes. Sam screamed again and went limp. I sighed in relief. At least she wasn't in anymore pain. I took the time to twist her leg around the right way. Good thing my mom taught me how to set a broken bone. Sam's leg was finally the right was around. I picked her up and carried her piggy back to the food court. I found a secure stall and locked the door. I laid Sam down and used my jacket as a pillow for her.

I sat by myself, waiting for Sam to wake up. It must be horrible to go through that kind of pain. Usually, Sam never shows any indication that she's in pain. I was broken out of my thoughts when I heard a whimper. Sam was trying to sit herself up.

"No no Sam," I said pushing her back down very gently, "You need to rest."

"My leg," she said, "It's not twisted anymore."

"Yeah, I set it after you passed out."

"Thanks." Sam sighed. She winced and bit her lip. I put my hand on her cheek as the wave of pain passed over her. She leaned her head on my hand and kept her eyes shut. When she opened her eyes, I knew the pain wave had passed.

"I need to find Carly and Griffin." I mused.

"By yourself?" Sam said worriedly.

"You're not going anywhere." I said sternly. Sam sat back with a "humph" and grumbled. I stood up and unlocked the door. "Stay here and DON'T MOVE." I stepped out into the night, ready for anything.

I felt really bad leaving Sam by herself but I needed to find Carly and Griffin so we could get Sam out of there. I was almost out of the food court when I heard a scream. Sam's scream.

Sam's POV

So there I was. Sitting in excruciating pain doing nothing. Fredwart went to save his beloved Carly while I was alone. Another wave of pain washed over my leg. I gripped Freddie's jacket to stop from screaming. I've never felt anything this painful in my life. I seriously underestimated the pain of a broken leg. The handle on the door started to jiggle. My heart froze as the handle moved back and forth.

"Please open the door!" a familiar female voice said urgently. It almost sounded like Carly. I wrenched open the door expecting to see my brunette friend smiling at me. Instead, there was a red-headed clown holding a knife and smiling at me. He moved in closer just smiling. Smiling. He nudged my leg with his foot. I couldn't hold back the horrible scream the burst from my lungs. He tilted his head curiously and carefully picked up my mangled leg. He dropped it on the concrete ground. An even louder scream ripped from my throat. I wanted someone to just end the pain.

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" A male voice screamed. It might have been Freddie but I was so overcome by the pain that I couldn't even tell. The clown staggered back as if someone pushed him. I fell backwards. Right onto my broken leg. My scream was so loud, even I wanted cover my ears. Stars popped before my eyes and I fell back against the wall. Then, a hand gripped my face. It sounded like crying and someone saying "it'll be okay Sam!" Then, I blacked out.