Carlos unfortunately had no clue as to what was a dream and what was real. lucy had been gone since yesterday and he was left to wonder 'what was to come'.

Their minds were trapped in a dark place. it didn't make any sense. How can you die in your own mind. James sat there bubbling in curiosity doing that think Logan did a lot ,what was it called again? oh yeah thinking.

Then he imagined a light bulb above his head for he got an idea. Should we be scared? I mean lets be honest... Pretty boy just got an idea.

" Carlos!" he ran to the boy and grabbed him by the shoulders. "remember that movie we watched with jack the ripper"

"which one?"

"Ripper not Reaper"

"yeah Why?"

"do you remember the theory we had at the end of the movie?" James asked cheerfully.

Carlos thought. "the bus accident left them all pretty much dead and they were in the world between worlds. basically fighting for there lives."

"yes but there minds created an explination to the fact that they were fighting to survive."

"so your saying this is that moment?" carlos asked.

James nodded. it was the only logical explination.

"I hope I don't have cancer." carlos laughed "ive been dealing with this for a while."

"no the thing your running from... lets call it death is mad... perhaps, perhaps you wernt supposed to live and its finding a way to destroy you and everything around you that you've affected."

Another theory. mabe carlos cheated death. and now everyone that carlos has come in contact with must die.

"were already dead carlos."

Logan, siting there by the tv, laptop open began typing. he searched frantically for information. he discovered something fairly quickly about his latino friend. he read:

Announcement of new baby in Minnesota prevents major disaster. Repoters say that Mrs. Garcia went into labor two days early right before their flight home to the city of new York. thank god she did for this delayed the flight which would have exploded upon take off taking the lives of several hudred people including half of the airport. immediately after announcing her water breaking the flight atendants rushed her from the plane discovering a small flame along with some damadged wiring. they evacuated the airportand mrs. Garcia gave birth to her baby boy who basically saved the lives of nearly a thousand people.

"damnit!" carlos cried.

"look at the date" Kendal said. "December 19, 1989... the day pop took me to my first hokey game."

Sam enters the room with a large steak sticking out of her mouth. she grabs the fork and tears the slab from her teeth.

"the author of this story's got some issues... im completely lost." she laughed tearing into the meat once more. "is this final destination, nightmare on elm street or jack the reaper?"

"ripper" corrected James." and the blondie's right."

Well im so sorry but just hold on it will all make sence eventually.

"you say that every time " Logan looked up.

look rome wasn't built in a day.

"yeah you cant say that its copy written"

shut up logan im the one with my fingertips on the keys I can have you breathless in one quick sentence.

The boys sat there in confusion and dismay wondering as to what exactly was going on. in time they would know. meanwhile no one had noticed that the perkey ginger wasn't present. where was the little darling.

Cat wondered alone drifting through a winding maze she didn't recognize figuring sam had done this to her as a game. she laughed as she searched for either her blonde friend or a way out.

"kitty cat?"

"ah! sam...? hello?"

"im afraid not sweetheart... you better run."

she gasped in her typical quirky way and began to run. working her way through the large maze darting this way and that. escaping dead ends until she finally came across one she couldn't just slip away from.

fear over took her. she cried quietly for she knew it was over. No more Hollywood arts... no more boybands... no more Robbie, or torri, or jade... or sam. her best friend in the entire world.

Then she saw it. its horrendous damadged face. sunk in eyes oozing with blood. teethe of a disgusting yellow. beat in nose. gashes all in his face and the most terrifying disgustin outfit cat had ever seen.

'he belongs behind bars for wearing that.' cat thought.

he got nearer to her. in the terrible state of mind she was in she found herself backing against the grassy vine layered wall trying to remove herself from the situation. he was near enough to reach out and touch her. she screamed...