Hmm…yeah, can't keep a secret, can I?

:P

My biggest twists are always short. Dunno why. I seriously tried to extend this.

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Mother Nature

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?? POV

All dead.

They're all dead.

Why am I still alive?

Why am I watching this?

It's so cold out here…

I've been stuck here a while and I've been thinking of nothing but the horror that's going to rake through the world and I'm all stuck in this room, all alone, all black, all I remember is a night in blackness and pain and then nothing—where the hell am I? I've been wondering that for a while, too and I'm sorry and I know I've done wrong before but do I really deserve this? Do I really deserve to be in this tortured and mangled web of horror and defeat?

I'm supposed to be happy.

I always used to be happy.

Always with a painted smile on my face, always with those blue eyes that have seen too much pain and have lived in this shattered piece of darkness and I want to go back to the golden palace with the throne and sit on it, and live my reign as the king or whoever I want to be—I just can't understand why they'd do this to me.

What did I do?

I know what I've done but I don't think that they'd be this harsh on me and especially Travis, I didn't think that he'd hurt me into this way and all I want is to get out of here—alive.

I don't think I will.

That's just life.

So painful, isn't it?

I want to be loved.

I end up hurting those who I love.

I'm scared of what might happen because I know that it'll end up with me in denial. I'm in denial. He's not dead. He can't be dead!

Part of me is screaming to me: that he's dead.

He is dead and I know it.

Why'd I let him go out of my reach in the first place?

Is he fine?

Will I be fine?

I don't know anything anymore.

I'm supposed to know everything and I thought I did and I wish that life will just mean hair gel and picking up girls again but it'll never be that way again and I'm lost in this forever pain that's pushing me over the edge and I can't break free this time.

Laughing.

I'm laughing.

I'm trying to feel better but I'm pathetic.

Nothing can make me feel better.

Just pain over pain.

They say laughter is the best medicine—but my laughter has been ruptured into nothing and I've ruptured as well.

Why am I here?

It's still so very scary.

I've done wrong. I know I've done wrong. But I want to undo that wrong. If you just give me a chance…I swear… I don't want to be hurt and I don't want to believe that he's hurt too…I have to be watching him.

Stuck in a black cell.

I'm here.

I think my soul's always been here.

I can't think anymore.

I can barely speak.

Just shattered and distorted.

I'm locked away from the world and I just want to see the outside world again, Mother Nature hates me and wants to lock me into this horrifying black cage, all alone, all with thoughts of if he's dead or not.

I blame Cena.

I've always blamed Cena.

Mr. Big Shot.

This time, I'm letting the truth sink in—this is all my fault and I don't know how to fix it. Ever. I just don't.

I'm above 6'0 but I feel so tiny.

I have brown hair.

I have blue eyes.

My flesh's so pale in this light…

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Have you guessed who it is?

It's obvious!

Or is it?

I'm good at confusing people. :P

;) Sam

Next one? 'Cat'.

Summary: back to Randy and John. When John finds a black cat, he's led into a twisted complicated puzzle and ends up realizing that Ted and Cody might just be alive…or are they? Plus, you get to figure out who I'm talking about in this chapter at the end!