Leeches. Ew. To be fair, I know for a fact that leeches had been used to do blood transfusions at one point, but they still look gross. And using them as paintballs...well...

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The free day was pretty good fun. The food was amazing, the beds were Comfort Central, and everyone had a great time. It wasn't great to have Brick in exile, but he did get to come back for lunch, at least, before he had to go back to Boney Island. Still, he seemed all right, actually. He was still pretty alert and seemed to be in a fairly even mood – not that I'd ever seen him be harsh with anyone who didn't deserve it (yeah, looking at you, Jo).

I even sneaked some food out to Lightning – meat, of course. He still had a huge thing for protein, and judging by the last few days, Chef's food didn't have any.

It was the start of the next challenge day that something strange happened. I woke up to find my watch, which was lying on my bedside table, with the glass clock face smashed. I mean, completely in fragments. It was in the exact same position I'd left it last night, and I trusted Sierra and Zoey. They wouldn't have touched my watch. But then, who would have? Did someone come into our room last night?

Well, I knew Lindsay and Beth were in the hotel, but they would never do anything like that, not on purpose. And I knew for a fact that Mike wouldn't, either. And even though his other personalities took over when he was asleep some of the time, I knew he'd never actually left his room at the time.

I wondered if one of the Villains had sneaked in. Surely we would've heard them break in! We'd locked the spa hotel doors for the night. But if not a Villain, and not a Hero, who would? Chef wouldn't be bothered, the butlers wouldn't do it, and I didn't think Chris would settle for one petty act of vandalism when he could've ripped up Zoey's flower or confiscated Sierra's sneaked-in Smartphone.

I didn't want to face it, but I could tell one explanation that I'd dismissed was the most plausible one. One of the other Heroes had done it. And I knew the only one that could and would – if the circumstances I guessed were correct.

But I decided to leave that until after the challenge. Once we'd won, I could ask, and even say what I guessed had happened.

At breakfast that morning, we were exclaiming again over the breakfast. "I still can't get over it!" Beth exclaimed. "After two seasons of Chef's food, I almost forgot what real food tasted like. And now we've got this...it's just so perfect!"

That's when I remembered that Brick was still in exile. He wouldn't be back until the challenge began, and the least our team could do was smuggle breakfast to him. I caught the eye of most of my teammates, and then wrapped some bacon up in a napkin before just about managing to fit it into my shorts pocket.

One by one, the rest of the team started putting food into their pockets, as well. Lindsay looked confused, at first, then Beth nudged her and whispered something and she started pouring orange juice into the tiny jam jars before putting the lids back on, hiding most of them in her cleavage. Somehow, it fit, disappearing in the gap between her H-cup twins (or maybe I. Did cup sizes even go that high?).

I was sitting next to Sierra. She had seen Lindsay's hiding place for the juice, too, and she started writing something on her SmartPhone. Then she showed me what she'd written: That's one way to stuff a bra!

If we'd been alone, I would've probably fallen out of my seat laughing. As it was, I kept my giggles back and kept it to a smile. Sierra grinned back before going back to her breakfast.

Zoey was on the other side of me. She'd been talking to Mike, but at that moment, she whispered to me "What was that about?"

"Just about where Lindsay chose to stow the orange juice for Brick." I whispered back. "Sierra just said something really funny about it, but we didn't want to hurt Lindsay's feelings, so we tried to be quiet."

That was when Chris called us out. It didn't take us long to get there.

"At ease, soldiers!" Chris called out as we arrived. "Let's welcome back exiled Hamster, Brick!"

He was dropped by Chef and his helicopter from an unecessary height, and we all ran to him. Well, us Heroes did anyway.

"How was exile?" Zoey asked sympathetically.

There were dark circles under Brick's eyes, and he looked a bit worse for wear, with some of his khakis slightly torn, but he managed to smile bravely. "Well, all I can say is learning survival skills at cadet camp really paid off." he said.

As he spoke, we all held out our stolen breakfast items. I grinned at him. "We need every soldier at full strength, after all." I grinned. "We know you'd do the same for us."

I wasn't just being nice, by the way. Now that I thought about it, Brick's strict cadet code would include ensuring everyone was at maximum strength and that no one got treated any less than anyone else. His sacrifice was worth more than one breakfast.

Our challenge was sort of like the paintball one in the first season – you know, deer and hunters with paintball? Chris explained that there were two crates in the heart of the forest – one with state-of-the-art paintball guns, and one with low-tech stuff. Probably slingshots. Crates were first come, first serve, Whichever team had all their members shot first would go to elimination.

"Paintball again?" Duncan exclaimed, deadpan. "Ooh, original. What a twist."

"Oh yeah, that." Chris' voice was sly. "A condition of my parole was that I can't use or be around hard projectiles like paintball. So instead...you'll be using leeches!"

I managed to take a trip to the confessional that night to complain about the leeches. I had to wait, though, because Heather was already in there, saying something very similar to what I wanted to say – yeah, look, I couldn't help overhearing. "I thought, like, leeches? Chris is really making us earn the million this year. Jerk."

When I got my turn, I looked straight at the camera and said "Look, I know Chris is a psycho. But making us use the vampire cousins of anchovies is over the line. None of us need to lose that much blood. It's a good thing none of us are too bad a shot...at least, apart from Lindsay, or Beth. I don't know, maybe Beth would've gotten Sadie that first season if Heather hadn't called out at the wrong moment." (Oh yeah, what I said...don't leeches sort of look like anchovies? Ew).

There was one silver lining. Since we were the winners last challenge, we got a minute's headstart to the heart of the forest. A leech was shot (and Scott suffered for it), and we began to run.

"Does anyone know where the heart of the forest is, exactly?" Sierra wondered.

"I'll go get a better look." Zoey offered. And that was the moment I realized exactly how far she'd come in her gymnastic skills. She had definitely been practising in the year since we did Revenge. I mean, she was at the top of a fifty-metre tree in about ten seconds.

She pointed. "Over there!" We began running, quickly, quickly...

We headed for the bigger crate, but just as we ran, Lightning suddenly blocked our path, and kept his hands on the crate. "Sorry, losers." he taunted. "This crate is for my team."

"We're not gonna let you take it." I said back. "You're the only one here. The seven of us can take you down easy!"
But at that moment, the other six jumped into view, and none of them were letting us get the crate.

"Whoa, where did they all come from?" Mike wondered out loud.

We got stuck with the slingshots and buckets of leeches, while the villains got machine paintball guns and even a cannon, all fully stocked. They didn't even have to touch the creepy things.

We hightailed it to the woods, ready for battle.

"Okay, we need to figure out a game plan." I said to the others. "Who knows what they're doing?"

Brick was the first to speak up. "Ma'am, I request that I be on the frontlines for this challenge. I haven't used a slingshot before, but I have good aim."

I smiled. "Okay, Brick. That's cool with me. Anything else?"

"Well, we have to find the Villains before they find us." Zoey said decidedly.

"Stealthy forest manuevers?" Mike said, a smile appearing. "This sounds like a job for Svetlana!" He took a breath.

"Ooh, goodie!" Sierra squealed. "She's my favourite!"

I'd heard a bit about Svetlana over the year since Revenge, mostly from Zoey, since she saw Mike the most. Apparently Svetlana wasn't just Olympic-obsessed – she was also the most friendly and softest-hearted of all of Mike's alternate personalities, and Zoey, while she would prefer to spend time with Mike, found her good company at times. Sierra was definitely not wrong to like her.

But Mike was still normal. His eyes didn't bulge, he didn't gasp, and he wasn't talking. "Who are we seeing?" I ventured. "Svetlana?"

Mike finally opened his eyes. He looked defeated. "Nah, still me."

I shrugged, trying to make out it was nothing. "That's okay." I shrugged. "You're good at running, anyway, and that's going to be a major thing once the Villains see us shooting."

"I can't wait to get Heather!" Lindsay squealed. "I've been waiting to do that since...um...like, for a really long time."

"Attack isn't really my thing," Beth admitted, "But I can make an exception for the other team, and besides..." a smirk formed on her face. "I'm betting that if I don't get caught, that'll mean we go to elimination!"

We had the lead for the whole game, actually.

Sierra tried to take their cannon, but Duncan spotted her trying to sneak off with it and shot her. Beth tried to buy her some time by shooting Heather and Justin, so even though Sierra was out, the Villains were distracted enough for her to pass it to Mike. After that, we all split off in different directions.

The Villains got their first point out of luck. I was with Lindsay when we found Gwen, and she attemped to shoot, getting herself. Me? I snatched up a leech and aimed.

"Agh!" Gwen exclaimed as I hit the target.

"Sorry, Gwen!" I called, making a run for it.

It wasn't the worst point I received. No, my next triumph was also my downfall.

I think I saw Lightning before he saw me. At least, it gave me enough time to pull out a leech and aim. But that was still enough time for him to fire at me.

My leech landed on a space just below Lightning's neck. His landed on my cheek. But he still grinned at me. "Sorry, cutie. I'll heal that place when we talk tonight – after we win, that is!" Then he ran for it.

"You better dislodge your leech before you kiss where mine was!" I called back, plucking the leech off. Chris had already announced that we were both out.

As it turned out, Mike later on got Alejandro and Scott with the cannon. By the time Duncan was the only Villain left (as I found out later), we still had quite a few people left in. Zoey told me later on that she and Beth had teamed up, and Beth distracted Duncan by sacrificing herself so Zoey could shoot him.

Once again, we had won, and the Villains were going to Boney Island.

But before elimination, and before I could go and talk with Lightning, I spoke to Mike as we walked back to the spa hotel.

"Hey, can we talk for a moment?" I asked. "Privately? Just for a minute?" I caught a flash of nervousness on Mike's face as I asked. But he nodded, and while the rest of the team went into the hotel, we sat down on the steps in front.

"Thing is," I said, "I don't want to sound accusing, but this morning, I found my watch face had been smashed. First of all, no, I don't think you did it. But I'm pretty sure none of the Villains broke in, and I know none of the girls would have done it. It's just...I don't trust your personalities completely. Do any of them...you know...dislike me?"

Mike's expression had become more and more anxious as I spoke. After I asked that question, he replied. "Well...I don't think so. But I can't seem to find my alternate personalities at the moment. I keep trying to access them, but ever since the beach challenge, I can't find them. But, Danni, there's something else you should know. Last night, I had this weird dream that I was in your bedroom, holding your watch and it was broken. At least, I thought it was a dream! But if your watch was really broken..." he trailed off.

I paused, thinking. "Do you have more than four personalities? Or did you ever have any others?" I asked. "I don't know that much about DID, but I know most people have personalities that are...well...dangerous. And none of those four are. Could it be another personality?"

As I spoke, there were several expressions crossing Mike's face. Confusion, worry, realization, fear...I just had to question it.

"Have I said something?"

Mike jumped as I spoke again, and then looked at me. "I have a theory." he said slowly. "But I'm not completely sure. I need to think about it."

(I'm going to skip my conversation with Lightning. It was nothing in particular).

That's why I wasn't too surprised when Mike volunteered for exile that night. Whatever he'd figured out was probably to do with it.

As for who was eliminated? Justin. No surprises there. I noticed Alejandro looking particularly pleased with himself. And as for Justin himself...he looked sort of relieved. I guessed his laziness and vanity had caught up with him.

As I walked back to the spa hotel, I felt a little better, though still confused. What was Mike's theory? Would he tell me at some point?

You probably know what happened with Danni's watch. My intention with this chapter was to introduce this part of the story into the show, but as you might be able to tell, it won't be taking over the whole season.