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Sam's POV

Whoa, everything is dark. What's on the side of my face? It's a hand I think. Freddie's hand?

"Freddie…" I mumbled, leaning into his hand.

"Freddie? It's Griffin." My eyes flew open. Griffin was smiling at me; his hand was on my face. I groaned and sat up. My leg throbbed painfully.

"Where's Freddie?" I asked hopefully.

"I don't know." Griffin shrugged, "I just saw a clown in here and you on the floor."

"Well, where's the clown!"

"He left after I pushed him over." Griffin said proudly. I slowly hoisted myself into a standing position with my bad leg off the ground.

"We need to find Freddie." I said hopping to the door. I was exhausted from all the pain. I started to fall back when Griffin caught me in his arms and chuckled.

"Tired?" he laughed. He picked me up in his arms and kicked the door open. We walked out into the night and started towards the Funhouse.

"Where's Carly?" I asked finally. Griffin bit his lip and avoided my gaze.

"I don't know what happened to her." He said quietly.

Freddie's POV

No luck finding Carly at all. The only place I didn't look was the Funhouse because I didn't want to go in there alone. Plus, Sam was probably getting lonely by herself. I was really worried about her leg. I set it right so there shouldn't be any permanent damage after it heals. I wandered back into the food court. I saw the food stall where I left Sam and walked behind it. The door was swinging ajar. That's weird, I thought I closed it. I looked inside but there was nothing there. Even my jacket was gone.

"Sam? Sam?" I called out frantically. No answer. Rain started to fall as I searched for some trace of Sam. My mind turned for the worst. That the clown had gotten her. I shook away the thoughts and kept searching.

Sam's POV

Griffin kept walking towards the Funhouse in hope of finding Carly. He stopped at the entrance and hesitated. The building was a giant clown head. Griffin opened the door and walked inside. There were clowns everywhere. Clown statues, clown wallpaper, clown pictures. I buried my head in Griffin's (muscular) chest. As we walked deeper into the funhouse, the creepier it got. The happy clown pictures grew ugly and vicious looking. They had blood-smeared lips and ugly grins.

"I think we should turn back." I said shakily.

"We gotta find Carly." Griffin said firmly. We kept walking. Something creaked behind me, causing me to gasp. I could feel Griffin's arms starting to droop from carrying me so long.

"You should stop and rest." I told Griffin. He nodded and slowly leaned me against a wall. He flopped to the floor. He leaned against one of the clown statues that looked really real. The clown statue raised it arm. Wait!

"GRIFFIN LOOK OUT!" I screamed. The clown's fist slammed against Griffin's skull. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and Griffin crashed to the floor. The clown's eyes flickered to me. He smiled and walked towards me. I scooted back into the corner and screamed. The clown's arms grabbed me and hoisted me over his shoulder and took me deeper into the Funhouse.

Freddie's POV

I arrived at the Funhouse entrance. The door was already open which meant someone was already here. I cautiously walked in and went down the hallway. I noticed the pictures of bloody clowns and terrified people. I heard screaming from deeper in the Funhouse. I sprinted down the hallway until I came to a large room. There were fifteen doors to choose from. I groaned and walked through one.

Sam's POV

The clown dropped my roughly on my leg. A scream ripped from my throat as he slammed the door.

"Sam?" A voice called from a darkened corner.

"Carly?" I said panting from the pain. Carly walked out of the corner. She ran over and hugged me.

"Sam! Where've you been?" She said smiling.

"Ow, watch the leg." I said. Carly looked at me leg and gasped.

"What did you do this time?"

"Bad decisions."

"Where's Freddie… And Griffin!" Carly asked. I averted my gaze to the floor. Carly's smiled drooped sadly as we knew what probably happened to them. "You loved him didn't you?" Carly said quietly.

"Who Griffin?"

"No. Freddie." I stared at Carly in disbelief.

"No way! He such a dork." I tried to deny. Carly raised an eyebrow. "Okay, yes. I love him." I admitted. Carly squealed and hugged me again.

"I knew it!"

"Knew what?" A creepy voice said behind me. I looked around to see the clown standing over me with a knife.

Hey! Sorry about all the POV hopping but I have to get the story told from everyone's perspective.

Usually I don't so this but I would like to recommend some music. Search "River Flows in You" in YouTube or iTunes. (Yes it might pop up a Twilight song) but listen to it anyway. It's a piano song. The song is almost sad but also beautiful at the same time. Search it. You won't regret it.