"Next? What the hell does it mean, your next?" said Trent, staring at Duncan. It was the next morning and Duncan had just told the others about the second note.

"Your guess is as good as mine, dude." Duncan replied. "I still haven't figured out the first note, no way am I gonna get this one in one night."

"Okay, is it just me or is anyone else starting to see a pattern here?" asked Noah. "I mean first Izzy, then Lindsey and Beth, and now we have this note saying Duncan is next. What the hell is going on here?"

"The first note did say Izzy wouldn't be the last, and we were all in danger." said Cody. "Maybe this is what it meant?"

"But it still doesn't explain who wrote it." said Katie. "Who would seemingly want us dead and then warn us we were all marked? It doesn't make sense."

"I'm not sure it's supposed to make sense, Katie." said Justin.

"Here's what I don't get." said Geoff. "Why is it that Duncan is the one who found both notes? Don't get me wrong dude, I'm not accusing you of anything, but you have to admit it is kinda strange that only you have found these notes."

"I've been wondering that myself." said Duncan, "why the fuck am I the one getting these notes, the only one, when whoever's writing them obviously knows who we all are? What's so special about me that makes this lunatic think I need to be the first to know?"

"Well in this case it may have been good you were the first to know." said Sadie. "At least now we know you are the next target."

"You're certainly right Sadie." said Courtney. "And Noah, to answer your question, no you aren't the only one whose starting to see a pattern."

"Well that settles it." said Chef. "No one leaves this place alone. If you wanna go out you take someone with you, and you let the rest of us know."

"And you," Chris said, facing Duncan, "you are not to leave at all, understand?" Duncan nodded, reluctantly.

"Should a couple of us go to the hospital and watch over Izzy, Lindsey, and Beth?" asked Cody, looking at Chef.

"No, I'll call and tell them to double security, but they should be safe." Chef replied. "From now on this thing stays contained. No one else is getting hurt."

A week passed with no incident. Duncan had not left the hotel, nor had he received any more notes. He was beginning to go stir crazy just sitting around. Tyler, Cody, and Owen visited the hospital daily, but the girls were not going to be discharged anytime soon, least of all Izzy, whose condition had still not improved. It was beginning to look like there was no chance of escaping this hell. The campers still had no answers, no where to look, and no way of knowing what was coming next. Finally, nearly two weeks after receiving the second note, Duncan had had enough. He decided it was time to get out.

"Duncan please, you know you're not supposed to leave." Courtney pleaded with her husband. "What if something happens to you?"

"Courtney, nothings gonna happen." said Duncan. "It's been two weeks and we haven't had anything happen. I just want to go for a quick bike ride, that's all."

"But Chris said-" Duncan held up a hand to silence her.

"I don't give a shit what Chris said." said Duncan. "I'm going out and no one is gonna stop me, got that?" And with that he hopped on his motorcycle and rode off, leaving Courtney standing in front of the hotel, shaking with frustration.

Duncan rode out of the city, tearing down the highway at breakneck speed. He caught sight of a black SUV trailing along behind him, but shrugged it off, thinking it was just another driver. But then he remembered, it had been a black SUV that had hit Izzy. Shit, Duncan thought, what did Noah say the plate number was again? IGP 262? He glanced back and saw the plate of the SUV. It read IGP 262.

"Shit" Duncan muttered, "it's them." Suddenly his bike jolted as the back tire blew out. The bike twisted, as Duncan lost control, and pitched him off. He hit the pavement hard, rolled to one side in time to avoid the SUV and then everything went dark.

Meanwhile, Courtney met up with Bridgette, Heather, and Gwen in the lobby of the hotel. "Hey Court, what's up?" Bridgette asked.

"Oh, nothing, nothing." said Courtney casting a nervous glance at them.

"You okay Court?" asked Gwen, "you look a little distracted."

"I'm fine." Courtney said after a brief pause.

"Where's Duncan at? He up in your room?" asked Bridgette.

"Uh, no. He went for a ride on his motorcycle." Courtney replied.

"WHAT?" exclaimed the other three.

"He went out for a ride, by himself, after Chris told him to stay put?" asked Bridgette.

Courtney nodded. "And you didn't stop him?" said Heather.

"I tried, but he wouldn't listen to me." said Courtney in a hysterical voice. "He said he didn't have to do what Chris told him to, said he didn't give a shit."

Just then, D.J. came running towards them, a frightened look on his face. "The hospital just called." he said before any of them could ask. "There's been an accident, Duncan was injured, and it's bad."