OOH! WHO IS THIS EPPIE GUY? AND WHY ON EARTH DID I CALL HIM EPPIE? Anyways, the last chapter, I just realised has 666 words. So, this chapter is dedicated to twixtastebloodyawesome and SincerelyAnOpportunist! Yayayay!

"Eppie's your what?"Zoe asks, mouth open.

"Uncle Eppie." Wyatt growls. Joe comes out of the toilet.

"Uncle who?!" Joe questions. Wyatt and Marty groan.

"I ain't going through this again!" Wyatt shouts making Caspar stop halfway to the bathroom.

"Go now or go never." Marty grunts at Caspar, he runs into the toilet and shuts the door.

"Get in!" Marty barks. Joe, Zoe, Caspar and I file into the room. I walk over and sit with Jack on our mattress. When Marty slams the door it makes us all jump.

"Did you learn anything about them?" Phil mutters.

"Um..." I begin. "They haven't been hired as hit men from companies... Wyatt is that Eppie guys' nephew."

"He's who?" Marcus says.

"Eppie. The guy who's in control. He's Wyatt's uncle." Caspar explains.

"Did you find out why we're here?" Dan asks. We all shake our heads. "I'm going to find out what these guys want!" We all protest but Dan's at the door before anyone can stop him. He begins to kick the door.

"If you want the toilet you better hold it cause I'm not babysitting any of you babies for now." Peregin states.

"No, I want to know why we're here!" Dan shouts.

"You're here because you're here!" Peregin declares.

"Why though? Why have you brought us here and locked us in this room?" Troye speaks up.

"Because you all have something valuable to Ep." Peregin replies.

"What could we possibly have that's so valuable to Eppie?" Tyler requests.

"Fans offering anything to save your lives." Peregin responds.

"Um, excuse me? Technically I don't have fans offering anything to save my life." I say.

"Oh but that's it, Princess," Peregin says. "You're the most valuable one here."

"What?! Why?" ask.

"Cause you don't have fans like the rest of these guys. You'll be the hardest to get out of here."

"Eppie's called in. It's gonna cost people to get you out. A thousand dollars per person." Pixel explains. "Funny, we've already got the first thousand. But, here's the breaker! You have to decide among yourself who goes free."

"A thousand dollars?!" I exclaim.

"Princess, I'm American. We go big." He growls.

"Dollars?" Alfie yells.

"Right, you're British. That's about... Six hundred and fifty of your pounds or whatever you call it," Pixel adds. "Anyway, stop changing the subject. You have five minutes to decide who goes free." Pixel slams the door shut.

"What do we do?" Dan asks.

"We choose someone who really deserves to leave." Jack replies. "But who?"

"Phil." I whisper. The others all turn to look at me. I clear my throat. "Phil should go first. It's obvious he's the most terrified." We all look at Phil who hasn't really been zoned in since Pixel slammed the door. Tyler shakes him and Phil wakes up from his daydream. Phil's arms are covered in goosebumps and his skin is incredibly pale.

"P-Phil you're going f-first." Dan stutters. Phil gasps and looks down at the floor, holding his head in his hands. "Tell everyone we're all okay for now." Dan says getting up to hug his best friend. Pixel and Marty open the door and look at us all.

"Time's up. Who's leaving?" Marty asks. Dan hugs Phil one last time and then pushes him towards the door. Phil turns around to look at us all before Marty takes him by the arm and begins to lead him away.

"I guess now you've got to wait for the next thousand..." Pixel sniggers.