Camille found the book. She gasped as she flipped through the pages. "I dont know Jo... we would open a door to a world we dont understand." Jo was eyeing the room around them. Down here, in the cellar... there was a deep feeling of woe. "Camille... how many people do you think..." Her voice trailed away but Camille understood exactly what her friend was trying to say. The young witch could feel the vibrations radiating off of the walls like a fresh coat of paint. "We need to get out of the basement." She snatched the book and her long black curls bounced behind her as she darted for the door. Jo however stayed behind. She felt the weight of the despair growing. It latched onto her. She trudged through the haze of color as she pushed for the door a loud sound came from a somewhere in the basement but her vision was so blurry she couldnt figure out where it came from. It was like pounding and a faint cry for help. She stumbled as she climbed and she felt her breath getting heavy. Camille was in the kitchen with a bowl and some ingredients. It stunned Jo that Camille found the in things she did: Dried chicken feet, Black candles, a pint of blood. She grabbed the jar. It was labeled: Carlos.

"Woah." She sat it back on the counter. "Camille..." The witch snatched the jar popping the lid off with an ease. With her narrow nose and her brows furrowed she eyed Jo and with a smirk she replied. "This is purgatory... sacrifices need to be made for the greater good." She dumped the jar into the black bowl. Upon further examination the girls noticed that the bowl was a hollowed out skull. "Who do you think this belonged too?" The blonde rubbed it with the tips of her forefinger and thumb. "To be honest... I think it came from Logan." Jo dropped her jaw pulling back. "What would make you think that?" Camille shrugged. "Logan sacrificed his left hand in making Manzana... who is to say the man in the suit didn't use a little on HeKate." Behind the girls she appeared. She din not speak, she merely looked at what she was, with her long tail lacing her legs behind her she sighed. Jo turned to meet her gaze. "Manzana has left... we are alone now." She spoke. "There be no more chaos for most of his fusion... the chaos falls onto me." She walked over to the fridge. Opening it she stiffled vomit at the sight of internal organs and jars of assorted urine as well as dead animal parts. a whole frog, rat tails... She grabbed the frog, a calf muscle, and a pair of lips. "The lips belonged to James... he sacrificed his vanity." Blood of courage, Brain of genius, face of beauty. "We need a pure heart..." Camille looked up from her cauldron. "Ill be right back..." and with that, HeKate walked out of the kitchen and disappeared into the darkness. Jo looked back at Camille holding up a cup, inside a pair of eyes. Two hazel, a perfect pair. "The sight of a leader..." She whispered. "Kendall..." Camille removed the cup from her friends hand and dumped the spheres into the bowl.

Carly stopped running and just sat down. She stared into the fire for what felt like a really long time. She did not want to keep going, she was tired. She couldn't breath and the cold was no help. She was so upset with herself for joining her friends. Samantha screamed nearby. The pale brunette looked back to see that her friend was up against a tree. A hand around her throat, the ax man was about to swing. Carly stood. She took long deep breaths as she prepared to run. Thud! HeKate looked down at the internet celebrity and then back at the large rock in her hand. She chucked it to the side and dragged the girls body back through the fire. Once inside the circle she knelt down and pulled a blade from her boots, she rose her fists high in the sky and looked up at the moon as she sank the shiny metal into the young girls chest. She pulled down hard and dug her claws into the rib-cage and surfaced a still beating heart which she quickly returned to the girls. They took it from her with an ease and dropped it into the pot on the stove. They had yet to notice that standing in the doorway was the spirit of whatever evil made up Patrick.

"Ya know..." He finally spoke. "I am a mere result of my fathers choices..." He laughed looking down at his feet with his arms crossed and then his gaze met jos. "Everything that happens in this house causes something worse to occur." His gaze turned to HeKate. "Drink..." He stared her down. The three girls did not understand. "Please..." He sank to his knees. "Im begging you." He had tears in her eyes and whilst shaking vehemently she lifted the skull in her hands and tilted the juices to her lips. The fluids flowed into her like honey in a stream. She felt the ultraviolet colors become her and she fell. her body dissipated. She withered away into nothing. Jo and Camille froze staring at one another and back at the apparition. The fires stopped and out through the window; Lucy, Sam, and Freddy were racing to the door. They barged in and Jo ran out to meet them throwing her arms around Lucy and pulling her face to her own locking their lips in what felt like more than just a kiss. Its a soul connection. They became one.

The man in the suit pressed his hand against the frame of the door. It opened and he walked inside. The next few scenes are... harsh. Continue at your own discord. Freddy, stepping off with one foot, slipped and tumbled onto the ground. The carpet burning his tongue as he collided with the floor. Jo held onto Lucy as the man tore them from each other. Patrick atop the stairs sat there witnessing the whole event. Holding Jo by the throat up against the railing of the stairs woodchips fluttered into the air with little spots of blood. "NO!" Lucy shouted. He reared back and his blade sank into the wall behind her. She took off in a run down the corridor with tears streaming down her face. Camille was slung up against the wall. He pulled his belt from his loops and knelt down tying it around her neck and pulling hard. He strung her up as high on the banister as he could and she struggled for air until she could no longer take it. she allowed her body to give in and she drooped. Dangling like the rag doll her mother gave her as a child never to be held again. Grabbing Freddy by the back of his shirt, Sam refused to let him go, he meant so much to her that when she charged into the Freemason he shattered into hundreds of black pieces of glass.

The man in the suit grabbed Lucy by her hair and dragged her down into his cellar. He slid her into a little cut off section underneath a shelf. Another hatch. He threw her in and locked the door. She cried out as she looked around into nothing but darkness. Back upstairs with Camille in his arms Logan stood up and laid her right next to her mother on the bed. He then left the room and walked out into the little room with the lights. There were so many... he felt deep down that he knew the names of each and every soul in this room. "ghosts arent real." He kept telling himself.

"Hello?" It was James, Logan had almost forgotten he had given that boy a key. He walked into the house with Katie holding his hand and behind them, Kendall trotted inside with a bag of Katies stuff. The boys were about to leave town for a few weeks on a vacation. Camille was going to watch Katie for them. "Hey there." James smiled when he saw Logan. Logan looked sad. With his large right hand, James grazed the smart boys jaw. "Look at me... whats wrong." Logan nuzzled into the hand like he hadn't been touched in years. He didn't want to... please believe me... Logan never had any intention to do what he did. With Kendall and Katie out of the room and in the kitchen he laced his fingers with that of James free hand and pulled the boy closer to kiss him. James was a little startled but allowed the chaos. He liked fusing with the sapphire. It made his ruby feel calm. He didn't even notice the smart boy lifting a blunt object from close by. Thud! Thud! Thunk! The broken piece of wood was then lodged into James skull. His pretty face defeated. Anger, confusion, and heart ache took over Logan.

Back at the school.

Jo was resting against the brick column that Logan had not met her at. Instead he went home early to check on his mother. So she sat there alone. She had no way home. Lucy took off before she had a chance to ask and there was no body left... or so she thought until she noticed Carlos cranking up his bike. "Hey!' She called over to him. trotting over she ran a finger through her hair tucking it behind her ear. "I need a ride... do you think?" She looked down at his Harley. "you dont know where Lucy went do you?" He smiled. "I think she went to Logan's and Camille's... They're babysitting Katie for James and Kendall while they go on their trip." Jo cocked her head to the side and smirked as if to say 'Trip? what trip.' Carlos laughed and responded with. "They were going to take their fathers ashes and spread them on the beach up in Seattle. They were going to bring back some exchange students too. hop on... maybe we can catch them before they leave." She laughed and swung her leg over behind him. They sped off driving down the highway. As they drove away a mini van pulled up and a girl with wavy hay colored hair stepped out of her mothers vehicle. "Bye mom..." Sam smiled. The woman did not respond she merely took off without a word. A small tear fell from sams ducts. She turned and was startled when she looked up and saw a geeky tech boy holding a stack of papers. "What?" She scoffed. "Hi..." He smiled. "Im Freddy."

The sun was setting and it was getting cold. "Hey fishnets." Jo said to Carlos. "Do you need a jacket?" He shook his head no. "Im hot blooded... attracted to the cold." She giggled and he elbowed her in her side. "Hey!" With a crooked smile he looked back at her. A few flakes of snow began to fall. A storm was coming. Up ahead they saw a small flame. They came to a halt and Jo stepped off as Carlos popped out the peg. The two of them walked over to the bank and saw down the cliff that a black Nissan had crashed down the side of a cliff. "Oh my god." Jo crouched down. He followed her. They looked to see a man dragging the boys body from the wreckage. "Thats the new guy." Carlos spoke softly. "Hes taking him back to Logans... Come on were almost there," The two of them hopped back onto the bike and continued their journey through the back roads.

Logan, with heavy breaths dragged Katie's body down to the basement. His eyes were blank, like it wasn't him. He chained her up and she whimpered. Carlos did not pull into the driveway. instead he parked on the side of the main highway. He and Jo made their way inside and the first the they saw was Kendall twitching violently on the ground. Carlos knelt down. "no..." He sounded broken. He placed his hands on Kendall's bleeding abdomen. " Please ken..." He whispered. "Camille!" He yelled. "Logan!" looking back down. Kendall pulled him closer to tell him something. "Im... so... tired of... being..." He took a deep breath. "alone..." Carlos looked back at him and pressed his face to Kendall's. They kissed and Carlos cried as blood flowed past his lips. He raised himself up as Kendall took his last breath. Jo stood in the doorway with her hand to her mouth in disbelief. "James!" He stood to his feet and began walking down through the corridor. Jo followed but Carlos did not notice her stepping away and venturing in another room after seeing something. She looked in the vanity wall hanging above the sink in the bathroom. She saw her self staring back at her but it wasn't exactly her, it was a version of her she did not like. An ugly girl was presented before her. She hated what she saw so much that she shattered the mirror causing it to cut her. The shards cast down upon her body. She saw in the shards her face still as ugly as it was before she was fat and gross and littered with cists. She took one of the larger shards and began stripping her flesh off piece by piece until there was nothing left.

Carlos found the basement door. He pushed against it hard until it gave way. To his surprise a hand met his back with brute force and sent him gliding down the stairs and it was anything but graceful. When next his eyes opened he looked over to see Lucy. She was asleep and cold. "Oh god..." He whispered. Looking through the small window he saw, out in the cellar, Logan digging his scalpel into Katie's body. He sank down and sat there quietly overwhelmed with what he saw. The last thing Carlos remembers before everything started dancing and he lost his mind was a series of gunshots. The officers did not find them where they were hidden. It did not take long for insanity to take over. Manzana made sure that Carlos was the first to see him. "You have been my project since the beginning." He smiled. kneeling down he took Carlos` hand... "you're going to be okay."