A/N Hey guys. Well, it's been forever, and I'm FINALLY updating.

Disclaimer: I don't own Phineas and Ferb.

Enjoy!

He could hear him. It was one voice muttering to itself, one pair of feet pacing silently.

"There's no way out… There's no way out… They're crazy… No possible way… I'm doing the right thing…"

His body lay motionless on the ground, trying to seem unconscious. Trying his absolute best not to be seen awake. If he were, who knows what Samuel would do?

All Ferb could do was hope desperately that he would leave the room, or wherever they were, or come to his senses.

It's obvious that Samuel wants no part in this society, but he doesn't seem to believe there's a way out. Why can't he see reason? He and Phineas had escaped, hadn't they? Isabella had narrowly escaped being assassinated. The leader, Serena, had been murdered once and for all. This organization was and is going down! Why can't he see this?

The trio could use Sam on their team, he'd be a useful asset. Why can't Samuel see this for himself? Simple. He's been so brainwashed by the society. He ways hears that there's no way out. He always hears that the society is your family. He always hears that anyone who crosses the society… dies.

What do you expect him to do? What would YOU do? After living with these assassins for so many years, you're bound to start believing what they start mercilessly cramming into your head.

Out of nowhere, Ferb began to feel so uncomfortable. He was in a rather weird position, after all. He just had to move. He stayed still for so long, but now, he had, just had, to move at least a little but. You know what I mean?

He opened his eyes just a little bit, and was able to tell a little bit more about his environment. Ferb and Samuel were in a tiny room, and it was just them. Sam had just started to pace away from Ferb, so he was facing the other way.

Ferb took this as an oppurtunity, and he began to move slightly. As soon as he did, however, Samuel began to chuckle, and his head snapped to turn around almost immediately.

"So, Ferb, finally up?" he said as a question, but with a threatening tone.

Ferb decided not to answer at first; he would wait until he knew he had to. He cracked his eyes open again, but Samuel was staring right into them as he did.

Ferb sighed and responded, "I've been up awhile."

"I figured as much."

With that, Samuel lunged at Ferb, grabbed the sleeve of his shirt and yanked him towards the wall.

After Ferb made a slight scream of shock, he began to speak. "Why! Why are you doing this?"

Samuel made little laugh, but one of those laughs that make you sound insane. "There's no way out… There's no way…"

Ferb stood up straighter and looked him straight in the eyes. "I made it out. Phineas made it o-"

"LIES!" he screamed as he slapped Ferb as hard as he could. "THERE IS NO. WAY. OUT!"

Ferb actually looked panicked for a few seconds there. Was this truly the man who saved him no less than an hour ago? Surely it couldn't be. That man had so much hope.

Ferb quickly grabbed Samuel and threw him towards the wall. Samuel makes a weird face, and calmly stands up. He looks at Ferb, smiles, and sprints toward him.

Just when he was a second away from grabbing him, Ferb leaps out of the way, and Samuel rams himself straight into a wall.

'Why does this seem so easy?' Ferb thought. 'This should be more difficult.'

Samuel stood back up, but this time he took out a small knife. Oh no…

He holds the knife firmly and holds it straight out, and Samuel charges at Ferb again.

'Is he seriously trying this again?' Ferb wondered.

Ferb hastily jumps out of the way again, and Sam just keeps running towards him. Ferb ducks, and once Samuel is near him, he swipes the knife out of his hand.

He grabs Samuel's shirt and pushes him against a wall.

"Why can't you ju-"

Samuel cut him off by punching him in the face. Hard. Ferb half spun, and fell over. Samuel made another widely grinning face, and walked towards him, laughing the while time.

"Ferb, you're trying to make a dream come true. There is no way out. The only way out is through death. Death. It's the only way."

Ferb looked scared now. Sam was just acting… crazy. "Samuel, snap out of it! This isn't right. That's not true. I've made it out!"

"THAT'S not true. Why would you come back? Why not stay out in the real world, happy and truly alive?"

Now he grabbed his neck and was holding Ferb down firmly. Ferb gasped for air, and tried to hold it in as long as he could.

"Well then, Ferb, it looks like you're finally escaping. In a few seconds now, you'll be gone from here, from the society. Don't worry, Ferb. It'll all be over. The life is already leaving from your eyes. Your face is turning purple. Don't worry. You won't have to worry about this anymore."

A/N That seems like a good point to stop. I'll update soon guys, I promise.