A twinkle of light reflecting off the dashboard. Carly was fussing with her feet up against the glove box. Gibby in the drivers seat adjusting his ball cap. Spencer sat behind Carly whispering to her causing her to laugh and swat at his face. Freddy sat in the middle his right hand in Spencers pocket pressed firmly against his thigh. Sam had her forehead rested against the glass of the window. She was asleep. The road was long and Gibby kept his eyes glued to the road. Spencer, reaching down with his left hand slipped into his own pocket to lace his fingers with that of Freddys. They looked at each other and smiled.

The collision was unexpected. Gibby had been silent knowing exactly what was about to happen. He had lost control of the wheel and he had no breaks therefore by the time they had reached an unnecessary speed no one but Spencer had noticed. Giving him enough time to unbuckle his lover and himself before...

Carly looked at the blazing mess before her the snow covered ground below the truck now melted from the explosion. She looked directly into the drivers seat at what was left of Gibby. She felt personally responsible. The internet icon was the one who suggested the adventure. Cameras in the back of the truck all destroyed. They did however still have one, Freddy's. The camera that captured more than what happened that day but managed to capture everything each one of these innocent teens had to endure. He walked over and stood next to her. "Come on..." He grabbed her hand. "We should get to the house... there we will call for help." She smiled at him. The four of them walked in the direction they were headed anyway.

Sam dragged her leg that had gotten caught between the door. She limped harshly and Carly had to assist her. Spencer tapped on Freddy's shoulder, then leaned in to whisper. "Do you still have that on you?" He asked cautiously. Freddy looked back at him with a furrowed brow. "Seriously?" He asked resulting in a simple 'well yeah' nod from Spencer. "Thats my medication bro... no." He began to turn to continue walking but Spencer pulled him back. He slipped his hand into his right pocket pulling out a bag of shrooms. "Are you fucking insane." Freddy smacked the bag. As Shay crouched down to grab it Benson walked away catching up to his friends. Shay ran a hand through his long hair sighing and turning around to come face to face with the man in the suit. "Happy Halloween." The other three were already too far to witness the atrocity of what happened next. Spencer's head rolling out into a walking path for hunters.

They reached the house and Sam was the first one inside. They rested her on the couch and were stunned when they looked back to see that her body had vanished. They looked at one another and then back at the couch. Freddy and Carly were alone in this building... or so they thought. A sound from the main corridor caught Freds attention. "No." Carly grabbed him. "Dont leave me." He slid her hand down his arm and away from him slowly. "Ill be okay just stay here." He continued walking and looked around the corner down the long narrow hallway. He saw something crawl into the bathroom. Following it he found himself walk out onto a stage. He saw himself standing in front of Jo Taylor... Having only known her from the drama department he was absolutely obsessed with her. She never spoke to him but as he comforted her in her odd time of need the chaos of the theater happening around him he wasn't expecting Carly and Sam to appear. Nor was he expecting them to know her for he was simply pretending. When the pole pierced Sam he was overcome with grief so much so that he woke up in the bathtub to the sound of water running. He was still fully clothed and soaking wet. He rose up wiping his face and looking into the mirror, what was left of it. He pulled himself out into the hallway and went back to the living room. Carly was still sitting on the couch. "What happened to you?" she asked. "This house... is terrifying." He reached out to grab her but was thrown back by an unseen force. This force causing him to fall unconscious. Carly screamed as she was taken downstairs by a series of people with no faces. The grabbed her by each of her ligaments and she screamed and thrashed but it was to no avail. They chained her up in the basement. She cried out as she looked to either side of her. To her left, Spencers body... his head on the tool table. To her right... burnt to a crisp... Gibby. And she heard right behind her Sam. "Be silent kiddo... trust me." Her words gave promise.

Manzana stepped into the light with acute precision. "I.. am so sorry.." He knelt down before her. She peered down at him in a sodden beam. "The beings of this house are very demanding... you are so innocent... so pure." His flakes in his body began to glow as he sat there. A sound from the door. It was Katie... She approached the both of them. She had several open wounds on her body. Her chest being one of them. "You are going to become a part of us okay... it will only hurt for a second." She assured. Sam had tears streaming down her face as she kept quiet. This grew very difficult for her when the creatures peirced her friends chest and began mutilating her body. Carly's screams were enough to wake up Freddy. By the time he had gotten to the basement however the figures were gone, they had taken Carly's heart with them. A faint banging from underneath some shelves. He raced over "Sam?" He pleaded. "Sam... are you okay." He grabbed her by her wrists to undo her chains. "They killed her Freddy." She sobbed. He nodded. "I know... its this house..." He got her down and before they left he stopped at the shelf. "Is this what you want!" He screamed as he flung the shelf back blocking the door back into the house. He popped open the door and looked inside to see Lucy cradling Carlos. "Come on buddy." she whispered. "Stay with me..."

"Oh my god..." Freddy climbed in and before touching her he asked. "Are you real?" She looked back at him. "I dont know..." She cried. Carlos took in a small breath. His eyes opened. He looked up at Lucy's face and ran a finger through the pink strand in her hair. "Hey..." He said. "Hey..." She smiled down at him. "Look..." she pointed to the open door and at Freddy and Sam. He turned his face away. "I've seen them before, they're hallucinations." Freddy grabbed his hands. "I am very real..." He promised. "You have been in here way too long." Freddy pulled his body out and the four of them made their way to the cellar door that led out into the trees. As they walked away from the building it was consumed in flames. It was burnt to a crisp within moments and they just stared. Sam held Freddys hand and Lucy rested her head against Carlos shoulder. "We made it... we survived..."

Mason looked up from his tattered journal catching Jo who was intentively staring him down. He smiled at her and she smiled back. They both turned their attention back to Ms. Delozia who was now explaining the tartarus and Elysium. The Greek purgatories. He was in love with the way literature worked. How they explained the way the world worked was so much prettier than what they had now. When the bell rang however, he forgot his journal. Logan was the one to find it. He opened it and saw his name. Having never spoken to the new kid he wondered to himself... 'How the hell did he know all of this.' As Mason left the building he watched as Sam and Freddy reentered it together. He smiled and froze when a hand touched his shoulder. "What are you?" Logan asked again. He smiled back at the intelligent boy. "Found." He took the notebook from his friends grasp. "Sometimes..." He spoke innocently. "I see things in my head... so i write down all the bad stuff before it has a chance to happen in reality." He turned and continued walking. Logan just stood there staring as the boy walked home... he didn't have a beat up Nissan... he didn't have a purple face or a tail... just two legs and a lot of knowledge that Logan wanted. wait... maybe he did have a tail.