Total Drama Mega Island

by Dunsparce519

A collab with LaCuevademisgustos. A grand total of 100 contestants are duking it out on Camp Wawanakwa for a chance to win one...million...dollars! Who will be the last one standing? Find out on Total...Drama...Mega Island!

28. Hook, Line And Screamer

"Last time on Total Drama Island," Chris recapped, "The teams tried to outlast each other in what you would call slow-motion pole vaulting." The scene flashed back to Helga and Bowie falling off their poles, then to Max getting blinded. "Max tried to use his great 'death ray' to blindside everyone," Chris continued, "Including himself." The scene changed to Sky getting sunburned, then to Priya's hallucination. "Sky adopted a new shade of pink that will never be fashionable while Priya demonstrated how badly the sun's heat and dehydration can get you."

...

The scene changed to Greg throwing his shoe, then to other shoes getting tossed. "Greg started a shoe war..." Chris continued. The scene changed to Phoebe getting stuck to her pole. "Phoebe got a sweet honey stuck..." The scene changed to Jo quickly knocking off some of the other campers. "And Jo showed everyone she's a grade-A shirt-bazooka sniper." The scene changed to Chase knocking off his teammates and Emma's amazed look at him jumping off. "Emma was touched when Chase made the ultimate sacrifice for her...cause she didn't know it was really for pizza." The scene changed to Chase's elimination. "Chase was eliminated, but he won Emma back." The scene changed to the duo kissing. "It was revolting and we are really questioning her judgement."

...

The scene changed to Dave and Lucas falling from a waterfall. "Oh, yeah," Chris continued, "And Dave and Lucas went on some wild forest trip, and it was hilarious!"

...

The scene returned to Chris on the dock. "Wanna find out who will make a questionable decision today?" he narrated. "Me, too. So let's do it right here, right now on Total...Drama...Island!"

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It was still the night of the last elimination. At the Rat cabin, Luna walked inside with her head drooped down. "Aw, what's the matter?" Julia taunted from her bunk. "I was right, wasn't I?"

"Yes," Luna said as she lifted her head up. "Julia was right. Chase is gone."

"So I guess that blows the plan to split apart Emma and Bowie." Julia noticed that Luna was wearing a wide grin. "What's with the creepy smile?" the influencer asked. "I told you your so-called 'plan B' is in the trash."

"I know something you don't know," Luna teased in a sing-song tone. She whispered something into Julia's ear, and the influencer slowly got a wicked grin of her own. Back in the Gopher cabin, Helen was watching Lucas wrestle with a pillow-made mannequin. "Lucas, please," Helen begged as she saw the luchador put the mannequin into a headlock. "There must be something else you can focus on."

"I can't," Lucas grumbled. "I can't focus knowing that bruja asquerosa is getting away with it. She got pretty much everyone to believe Sammy was the worst thing, and now she camps around happy like a fucking fox in a hen house!"

"Are you sure this is worth it for Samey?"

"SAMMY!" Lucas corrected before slamming the mannequin with a sidewalk slam. "Seriously, how can you not tell them apart? Amy has a mole that pops out like a wolf in a sheep convention."

"Okay," Helen said, "But again, is it worth it?"

"I don't think it is, cause all those jabronies can believe she was the worst person walking on Earth, and Amy can pretend all she wants with her 'But it was Samey. I'm a poor innocent baby.'"

"But you don't even know-"

"I KNOW!" Lucas angrily shouted as he slammed the dummy on the ground. "I KNOW WHO WAS THE GOOD ONE! I KNOW IT WAS SAMMY! I CAN SEE IT! I CAN TELL IT!"

"Okay, okay, I believe you," Helen quickly told him. "But you need to do something else than punch a dummy for something you can't change. Hell, you think Sammy would want you to do this?"

"Maybe. Probably would like me to pull one on her sister, but she has the entire Frogs under her finger." Lucas picked up the tattered dummy again and got ready to punch it. "We need to get your head off this for a moment," Helen advised as she went up to him. "What if...we go for a swim on the lake?"

"Good idea," Lucas replied. "If a mutant appears, I can lay my hate on them." Helen could only sigh in response.

Confessional: Helen (Screaming Gophers)

"Well, at least I got him out of the room before he destroyed all the pillows. I'm not, like, totally sure if he's right about the twins or it's just cause his eyes are seeing a mix of pink and red. But considering how...combustible he can get, I really needed to figure out something to relax him.

End Confessional

Inside the main lodge, Emma was busy stirring her bowl of gruel as she sighed in thought. "This table taken?" DJ asked as he walked over with his bowl.

"You're fine," Emma shrugged, her mind elsewhere.

"Don't tell me your mind's on that no-good person you now consider your boyfriend again," Sarah groaned as she sat her plate down next to DJ.

"For real?" DJ thought. "Those two got back together?"

"I know, right?" Emma chuckled. "Who knew?"

"Not me. But Emma, just...why?"

"Life sure is funny sometimes. Right, DJ?" However, Emma noticed that her table was empty. "DJ?" she asked.

"Yeah, super stoked," Sarah sarcastically noted as she led DJ out the door. "Bye." After the duo left, Julia slammed the door shut as she had a sinister smile stretched across her face.

Confessional: DJ (Toxic Rats)

"What happened with Emma is very sad. She needs someone that'll treat her right, and Chase does NOT fill the bill. At all."

End Confessional

"Hey, Emma," Julia greeted as she sat down next to Emma.

"No," Emma sternly told her.

"No what?"

"No, you can't join my alliance. You're a fifth wheel and we're rolling you off the island."

"Harsh. I'm surprised you still have an alliance after what Bowie and Anthony did."

"I don't even care what you mean by that...but what do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is..." The camera quickly shifted to Luna speaking through a earpiece while she hid outside. "Bowie and Anthony got the Gophers to vote off Chase," she spoke through it.

"No, they didn't!" Emma protested to Julia.

"Emma, think about it," Julia countered.

"Those two hated Chase even more than you did," Luna spoke through the earpiece. "They had the most to gain."

"But-but why?" Emma argued.

"With Chase gone," Julia explained, "Those boys will have you in complete control. Do you wish to be like a little bird in a gilded cage, Tweety?"

Confessional: Emma (Toxic Rats)

"Bowie and Anthony wouldn't have done that...would they?"

End Confessional

"Wait- They- I-" Emma stammered. "Hold on! You're just trying to break up my alliance!"

"What for?" Julia countered. "I already joined the punk's gang, so I'm safe either way."

"What? Really?"

"Totally. But Emma, are you willing to stick to two traitors? If you are, no doubt you'll be going home. Sorry not sorry." Emma was left in confusion as Julia walked out of the main lodge. "You were great, Julia!" Luna squealed after hopping out of her hiding place. "You're such a great performer."

"I know," Julia boasted. "But what was that BS about me being with Duncan? I doubt he even has any alliances."

"You know that and I know that but they don't. You gotta do more feet thinking, you know. Now, all we gotta do is make sure those boys get the info from Emma and no one else."

Confessional: Luna (Toxic Rats)

"Julia wouldn't have gotten where she is without me. I mean, I had to practically coach her with the words to say with the radio thingamabob. Guess she is like them dumb blondes like Lindsay, Geoff, Bridgette, Helen, Emma, Samey, Sugar, Ethan... Actually, I think all the blondies here are dummies."

End Confessional

Inside the Bear cabin, Melody was placing a cool cloth across Paul's forehead as he laid in bed. She then saw Strangle carrying a book over to her. "Oh, thank you," she told him as she picked it up. "Hopefully I may be able to figure out what ails you, friend."

"Melody, I swear I'm fine," Paul complained before removing the cloth.

"You are not," Melody simply said while mixing some herbs in a bowl and placing them in a leaf. "This is an old Navajo medicine. Hopefully this will help."

"And what exactly is that gonna d-"

"PAULIE!" Destiny shouted after slamming the door open without a care. Ethan soon walked in after her. "The door was open," he quietly sighed.

"How are you?" Destiny quickly asked Paul as she got up in his face. "What happened?"

"Nothing," Paul explained as he pushed her away. "I just fainted. Probably from the heat." He fell back in bed and started to drift off again. "Then why is Miss Melody preparing..." Ethan thought before turning to Melody. "What are you making?"

"A special mix of herbs that should help once they've been dissolved into a tea," Melody explained. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll need both of you to leave us alone."

"But Paul-"

"He's fine. Don't worry. He'll see you later in the challenge." The knight sighed before walking away, though Destiny stayed put. "Destiny..." Melody told her.

"Nuh-uh," Destiny protested. "No way am I leaving Paulie behind when he's all bawful."

"Please, I know what I'm-"

"Come here, Paulie. I have an idea." Destiny picked up the half-conscious Paul and carried him on her shoulders before heading outside, to Melody's concern.

Confessional: Destiny (Confused Bears)

"I know EXACTLY why Paulie's all out of the dumps. Tonight's a full moon and guys like him go all wazy under it. That's why the best option is to use this." She pulled out a large chain. "I'll tie him up to a tree with a few of these. I hate doing it, but this is the only way to keep him and everyone else safe."

End Confessional

"It's down to the wire," Topher narrated as Phoebe (now in her pajamas), Brick and Rodney looked at each other. "This is for all the marbles and will determine the big winner-"

"Big winner, my ass," Keith scoffed. "You're playing a game of Uno."

"Coach, language!" Phoebe moaned as she covered her ears. "It hurts."

"Uno!" Rodney exclaimed after laying down a card. "Yes!"

"Guys, could you keep your voices down?" Nikki advised in a hushed voice. "I just got Helga asleep in her bed and I don't want her punching our lights out because you woke her up."

"Okay, Miss Nicole," Phoebe decided as she dropped her cards. "I can do something quieter. Maybe some reading." She pulled out a backpack from under one of the beds. "Let's see...Geronimo Stilton...Diary of a Pug...Super Pancake..."

"Those are all little kids books," Keith pointed out.

"So?" Brick countered. "It doesn't matter what she reads as long as she enjoys it."

"Ooh, and it looks like the fierce rivalry of Brick and Keith intensifies!" Topher announced as the duo faced off.

"They're not rivals, Mister Topher," Phoebe spoke up before hugging Brick and Keith. "They're my friends."

"Yo, Frogs," Lacey called out as she stuck her head through the doorway. "We're setting up this sick slasher film up for watching. You're welcome to join in."

"Sounds better than this PG crap," Keith decided after prying Phoebe off of his neck. "What the hell?"

"A slasher?" Phoebe asked. "What's that?"

"You wouldn't like it very much," Brick explained to her. "It's a bit too, um, scary."

"So...it's a scary movie? Oh. How scary?"

"Blood and guts and terrifying killers with disfigured faces!" Keith told Phoebe with a grin.

"Shh!" Nikki hushed.

"We can do something a little less scary," Brick assured Phoebe. "Like some reading."

"But I wanna be a part in some way," Phoebe sighed. "Oh! I know!" She pulled out a book from the backpack. "Let's read this. It's called Monster Mosquitoes of Maine. Scary, isn't it?"

"Ooh, some tiny bugs," Keith taunted. "How frightening."

"Are you coming or not, blockhead?" Lacey demanded.

"Fine, fine."

"Bye, coach!" Phoebe told Keith while waving goodbye as he, Rodney and Nikki left the cabin. "So, I'll go get Pete to snuggle and we can get started on the book."

"Sounds like a plan," Brick said. Meanwhile, most of the other campers gathered near some rocks to watch the slasher film on a projector and screen. "He's coming out of the woods with a big hacking chainsaw!" Izzy gasped with excitement. "That's so cool!"

"That doesn't exactly sound 'cool'," Cameron squeaked out as he hid behind an indifferent Scarlett.

"You think graphing bugs is cool," Valerie scoffed.

"Oh, no!" Owen cried out. "The psycho killer man's going for the car!"

"They always do," Lacey remarked with a slight smirk.

"Yo, fool couple," Leshawna told the screen while eating popcorn, "Stop making out and START THE CAR!"

"They're gonna be chainsaw sushi," Zoey gulped as she inched away. She then accidentally bumped back into Mike. "Oh, sorry," she apologized.

"No, it's...it's fine," Mike stammered. The duo's attention was caught by a shriek on the film, though Mike had to cover his ears. "Great Canadian cheese!" Owen cried out. "Now the car won't start!"

"Oh, man," DJ moaned as he covered his eyes, "I hate scary movies."

"Run!" Lucas shouted to the screen. "The psycho's gonna get ya!" DJ gasped before ducking down. "It's not real, Deej," Sarah assured him. "It's okay."

"Here comes the bloodfest!" Gwen exclaimed.

"I can't watch," Trent gulped before shielding his eyes. Most of the campers gasped as the screen flashed red while others such as Gwen, Duncan, Lacey and Izzy looked on with excitement. "Aw, the chainsaw psycho's going back to the woods," Izzy noted. "He's getting away! Yeah! Good ending!" She hopped into Owen's lap. "Izzy loves scary movies!"

"So does Owen," Owen agreed while glancing at the others guys, with Trent and Cody giving him a thumbs-up.

"How is the killer escaping a good ending again?" Scarlett inquired.

"It means the movie is scary enough," Scott shrugged. The film projector stopped. "Am I ever glad that's over," DJ breathed out. "I really hate scary movies."

"Oh, yeah?" Duncan thought. "What scares you most? The, uh, part where everyone meets a grisly death? Or the psycho killer WITH THE HOOK?!" DJ screamed as seeing Duncan's hooked hand. Some of the campers like Heather and Valerie laughed at his cowardice.

Confessional: DJ (Toxic Rats)

"Dude, that was not cool!"

End Confessional

"Aw, come on, Deej," Gwen told him as she put the movie away. "For a slasher flick, it was pretty tame."

"Yeah, there was hardly any hacking," Duncan added, "Not like Bloodbath 2: Summer Camp Reign of Terror!"

"No way. That's my favorite movie!"

"Your favorite movie is a slasher flick?" Trent asked. "What was it like?"

"It's one of the best bloodfests a girl could ask for," Lacey replied.

"I love when the killer jams that guy's hand into the lawn mower," Gwen recalled.

"Or when he pushes the chick off the dock and then she lands on a propeller blade that slices her in half," Duncan added.

"Or when he shoves that big dude's head inside the wood chipper!" Gwen, Lacey and Duncan exclaimed. DJ gasped before jumping into Sarah's lap. "How dreadful," Echo gulped.

"Aw, looks like Gwen, Duncan and Lacey have more in common than bad fashion sense," Heather teased. "It's just mindless guts and gore."

"Horror movies aren't mindless," Gwen pointed out.

"Yeah," Lacey agreed. "They're loaded with psychological trauma."

"Just look at DJ," Duncan added.

"It does sounds kinda intense," Trent noted.

"You've never seen a horror movie before?" Gwen asked.

"Well, I only know little bits about horror movie stuff, like never getting into an elevator."

"Or following a log truck on the highway," Sarah spoke up after putting DJ down.

"Spot on, you two," Lacey complimented. "You know some of your basic horror don'ts." She noticed Phoebe and a shaking Brick walking towards the group. "You missed the movie," Lacey told them.

"It's okay, Miss Lacey," Phoebe replied. "We just came to check in on everyone. Brick and I were reading a scary story about giant mosquitoes."

"It was definitely scary," Brick shuddered. "I nearly peed my pants."

"Over some stupid bugs?" Courtney scoffed.

"It actually has some validity," Scarlett corrected, "As mosquitoes are some of the most well-known carriers of fatal diseases like malaria."

"Yeah," Cameron added. "Plus, the females are the ones that drain blood out of its targets. If the mosquitoes are giant in the story, they'll need a lot of it. They could probably drain a human dry and kill them in minutes...if the proboscis didn't pierce any major organs first."

"Luckily the heroes didn't have that happen in the story," Phoebe sighed. "It was a good book, even if it was scary like those Goosebumps books, like the one with the giant mantis on Shock Street."

"You've read that one, too?" Sol excitedly asked. "Nice! But it ain't that scary, unlike the one at Camp Cold Lake."

"Or the nearly-unstoppable Monster Blood."

"Or Dark Falls with all those undead people."

"Or the plant clone that tried to take over that scientist's life."

"But you can't talk Goosebumps without knowing..."

"Slappy the ventriloquist doll!" Sol and Phoebe exclaimed at the same time. The duo then heard the sound of trickling liquid. "Looks like the dam's busted," Sol remarked.

"I-I can't help it!" Brick stammered as he tried to cover the fresh pee stain on his pants.

"It's okay, Brick," Phoebe assured him, unaware of a shadow getting closer. "You were just-" A mechanical bear suddenly jumped out and snapped its sharp jaws at Phoebe, making her scream at the top of her lungs. "Wow, can she scream or what?" Scott snickered.

"Calm her down!" Mike shouted as he covered his ears. "My ears are starting to hurt!" Keith walked over to the still-screaming Phoebe and slapped her in the face. "Keith!" Brick scolded.

"She stopped screaming," Keith countered.

"Wh-wh-what was that?" Phoebe stuttered. The mechanical bear just giggled in response. "Luna!" Sam scolded. "You know Phoebe hates bears."

"It was funny," Luna said through the bear costume. "Seeing her go all AHH! and EEE! and-"

"Okay, okay, you had your fun," Sol remarked, "Now take off that stupid costume!" Luna tugged at the head but it didn't come off. "Come on," Sol moaned with impatience.

"It's stuck," Luna muffled.

"Stuck, my butt," Julia scoffed. "You're not pulling hard enough." She tugged on the costume head but she and Luna fell over in a heap. "Tough break, huh?" Sam asked them with a slight smirk.

Confessional: Sam (Toxic Rats)

"Maybe I put some extra-strength glue on Luna's costume, and maybe I didn't." He chuckled as he pulled out a bottle of glue. "But yeah, I totally did!"

End Confessional

"Guess you'll be a bear for the next few days, Luna," Sol noted with an eye roll.

"That reminds me of the time that Chase and I visited this horror park," Emma recalled. "He scared himself so much, he wet his pants. And there were, like, so many ghost projections and slasher guys lurking around. Ah, great times, and I know we'll have lots more together."

"I'm sorry," Anthony spoke up, "But it almost sounded like you and Hammerhead were going together."

"Did you two...get...together again?" Bowie asked.

"Unfortunately," Sarah informed him.

"Wow. It's almost like all that time you spent ranting was a big old waste of my time." Bowie was nudged in the stomach by Anthony. "Bowie, you jokester," the pirate nervously laughed.

"No, no," Luna encouraged. "Go on. Tell everyone here your complete unfiltered thoughts on Emma getting back with Chase! I mean, she deserves honesty from her two bestest buddy-wuddies!"

"Yeah..."

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

He groaned. "Pro tip: never tell a friend not to get back with their ex. It'll destroy your friendship and I need this alliance."

Confessional: Anthony (Toxic Rats)

"No, no, no! It's worse than I thought. Emma's stuck in...the trap! But...I have to let her know the truth sooner or later. I'd rather have it sooner."

End Confessionals

Inside the spa hotel, the Bears were also watching a movie on the big screen. "Don't split up!" Jo shouted to the screen.

"No, do split up," Shawn argued. "That's more safe."

"Actually, small groups are much better than going alone or in a big conglomerate," Greg countered.

"The kissers met the dead people!" Sugar exclaimed between bites of chocolate-covered popcorn. "It's snack time for them!"

"Oh, dear," Ella gasped as she clung to Ethan. "Be careful."

"Don't fret, Miss Eleanor," Ethan assured her. "They'll be fine."

"No, they won't," Millie said. "Statistics prove the more common victims in the zombie movie genre are the teenage couple., so these two are toast."

"Hey, don't spoil the fun," Tyler complained while eating popcorn.

"I don't get it," Ezekiel thought. "How can a dead guy walk again?"

"It's fiction, my good friend," Alejandro explained. "Logic doesn't need to apply."

"Zombies aren't fiction!" Shawn protested. "They could be lurking underneath this ground as we speak!"

"Shawn, don't start," Greg groaned as he put a hand to his forehead.

"Actually, I'm not so sure," Dave said while discreetly looking at Sky. "I mean, we have seen lots of crazy things here. Right, Sky?" However, Sky simply turned her head away from him. "Nice try, Romeo," Jo mocked to Dave.

Confessional: Dave (Confused Bears)

"I can't believe I screwed things up with Sky so badly all because of something I said. I never thought SHE would own that book of nonsense. But now, she won't even talk to me. What am I gonna do?"

End Confessional

"Can we stop the cheesy flicks for a second?" Millie asked.

"Oh, come on," Tyler groaned. "It's at the good part."

"She does make a valid point," Alejandro put in. "It must be close to the time Chris announces the challenge. We must be ready so we can enjoy our stay here."

"Why not meet up with Chris now?" Priya suggested. "That way, we'll know the challenge in advance."

"Good thinking, Priya. Let's go." The Bears headed out of the spa hotel when they saw the other teams walking along. "What are you guys doing?" Greg asked them.

"Gonna find out where the Chrismeister is," Geoff replied. The group heard the sound of a boat starting up and went towards it. At the dock, Chef was quickly loading luggage into a large boat. "Hey, yo, Chef," Duncan called out, to Chef's worry, "Where's the fire?" Chef quickly boarded the boat, and he and Chris quickly drove off the island. "Anyone else think that was a bit...odd?" Rose thought.

"Guys, you forgot this!" Emma called out as she picked up a backpack. A paper dropped out of it. "Huh?" Owen thought as he picked up the paper and read it. "'Escape Psycho Killer On the Loose. Be on the lookout for a man wearing a hockey mask with a hooked hand and carrying a chainsaw.'"

"A psycho killer?" Bridgette gulped.

"He's on the loose!" Izzy giggled.

"Oh, come ON!" Heather complained. "They don't expect us to fall for this. Scary movie followed by hasty exit followed by strategically placed lame prop?"

"I don't know," DJ whimpered. "He looked pretty spooked."

"Puh-lease. It's all part of their little stunt to freak us out."

"A stunt?" Zee asked. "Oh, cool! We're gonna get stunt doubles just like Nichelle did. We'll be all famous and stuff!"

"Wrong kind of stunt, Zee," Cameron informed him. "But it is possible this is simply an act."

"If this was a stunt," Harold reasoned as she scavenged through the bag, "Would Chris leave behind his...hair gel?!" Most of the others gasped in shock. "Oh, God," Sierra hyperventilated, "Oh, God, oh, God."

"This has to be for real!" Topher cried out. "Chris would NEVER leave behind his hair gel unless it was for a REAL emergency!"

"So let me get this straight," DJ noted, panic seeped in his voice, "Chris left us for dead and now we're alone while that escaped psycho killer with the chainsaw is on the loose?!"

"No," Duncan replied with a smirk, "We're alone while that escaped psycho killer with a chainsaw and A HOOK is on the loose!" DJ screamed again as he cowered down. "Duncan, that is not funny!" Sarah scolded as she went to DJ's side.

"Neither is his chicken little routine," Courtney scolded. "Get a grip!"

"I can't help it," DJ defended. "I feel like I'm being watched."

"This is a reality show, DJ," Julia pointed out. "We're always being watched." Inside a tent far away, Chris was watching the cameras. "Julia's right," he narrated. "And tonight, we're watching to see who can survive a real-life scary movie, with special guest appearance by...the escaped psycho killer with the chainsaw and a hook!"

Deep inside the woods, Destiny had finished tightening the chains around the semi-conscious Paul. "There," she panted. "I'm sorry about this, but it's for your own good." Paul just mumbled something in response. "No clue what you just said," Destiny told him. "Oh! You must be hungry, right? Hang on, Paulie. I'll get you some good meat for you to chow on." She quickly darted off while Paul drifted off again.

"Okay, look," Gwen began, "It doesn't matter if this is real or a challenge. We need a game plan."

"Yeah," Trent agreed, "A game plan."

"You little frightwigs might need a game plan," Heather told them, "But I need a facial."

"Are you crazy?" Gwen argued as Heather headed off. "First rule of slasher films: NEVER go off alone!"

"I might actually listen to you if we were in a movie. We're being punked. You're so gullible. Hey, Chris, if you're listening, next time, rent one that takes place at a summer camp!"

"I tried," Chris remarked, "But they were all rented."

"If you losers want to hang around and play Boogeyman, go ahead. But I have a date with exfoliation."

"Some freshening up will do me some good, too," Valerie decided. "Come on, ladies. Let's leave these losers be."

"Nuh-uh," Anne-Maria protested. "I mean, I wanna, but I know in slasher flicks that the hottest gal ALWAYS dies first, and I ain't gonna be the first to get killed."

"This is just a stunt. Chris wouldn't leave us with a real killer. It's just gonna be some lame intern in a stupid costume that's gonna say 'Boo'. I'm leaving. Who's with me?"

"We are!" Lindsay and Beth exclaimed with joy. "Spa day! Spa day!" The duo followed Heather and Valerie. "And the bossy mean chicks seal their fate," Izzy narrated. She did a slashing sound while doing a slashing motion with her finger. "You're really good at sound effects," Owen complimented.

"Well, since there's no real challenge," Jo decided, "Us Bears are gonna head back to the spa hotel."

"If this is just a challenge," Greg argued while he and most of the Bears walked back to the spa hotel, "We should try to avoid the pitfalls and cliches of horror movies."

"Aside from the vain chicks like Anne-Maria said," Lacey informed them, "Another prime target for slashers to go after are the cocky jocks and the brave idiots. So, pride will be your greatest enemy, guys."

"I say we head back to the campfire and talk more strategy," Gwen advised. "Who's with me?"

"I can't," Ethan sighed. "One of my teammates is a bit ill and I should check in on him. But I wish you good luck, Miss Gwendolyn." He walked towards the cabins. "Gwendolyn, huh?" Trent teased.

"Call me that again and I'll gouge out an eye," Gwen warned. "Now, come on." Most of the campers joined Gwen, but Izzy dragged Owen away from the group. "We're gonna need supplies in case we have to fend off the killer," Shawn reasoned. "Let's go get them now before it's too late."

"But isn't splitting up a bad thing?" Dave inquired.

"And what if we're dealing with Cenobites?" Lucas added, earning some weird glances. "What? I know some horror lore, too."

"Getting it now is better than getting it too late," Shawn reasoned.

"We should also double-check to make sure everyone is present," Shane added. "Lucas and I can do that while you and Dave gather supplies."

Confessional: Shawn (Confused Bears)

"With a psycho killer on the loose along with the ever-present zombie threat, gathering supplies is a crucial step to surviving, along with picking your allies very carefully."

End Confessional

Ethan had entered the Bear cabin, but was shocked to see only Melody inside and lying on one of the bunks. "Melody," he began with some concern, "Where is Sir Paul at?" Melody just grunted as she twitched in her bed. Her heartbeat started to go faster and faster as she started to hear some strange noises. She suddenly opened her eyes, which were now as black as coal and the bed she was lying in started to shake and bounce like it was at the epicenter of an earthquake. "Melody?! MELODY?!" Ethan screamed out with fright as he struggled to hold the bed still. "MELODY, ANSWER ME!" Melody suddenly closed her eyes and opened them again, returning them to their normal look. "Ugh," she groaned. "My head."

"Are...are you alright?" Ethan breathed out after the bed went still. "There were dark eyes...and the bed was shaking..."

"I think I'm alright now. But Ethan, I suggest you go find Paul and Destiny. I fear something bad will happen tonight."

"But what about-?"

"I will be fine. Right now, Paul should take priority. I think I...he was...the woods...and I think I heard...chains rattling. But Ethan, please be careful. All I can see ahead is...darkness." Ethan got a determined look before rising to his feet. "I shall not fail you, Miss Melody," he declared.

Back in the woods, Izzy and Owen were walking along. "And that's how Owen won the Hot Dog-a-Thon," Owen recalled to Izzy. "Owen ate 200 dogs. Well, 198, actually. The judges wouldn't count the last two since they squirted back up Owen's nose."

"Wicked," Izzy complimented. "Izzy's impressed."

"Hey, where we going?"

"Izzy's walking in the woods."

"Ah. Cool." Owen thought of something. "The woods," he repeated. "The woods. Why does that feel wrong?" In the distance, a figure was breathing heavily as he spied on the duo.

Back at the shack, Shawn was grabbing some tools and tossing them to Dave. "A tennis racket?" Dave thought. "Hammers? Fishing line? How will this help against a psycho killer?"

"Fishing line's good as a tripwire or garrote," Shawn explained.

"You know we're just dealing with a fake scare. It's probably just gonna be Chef or an intern like Dean in some spooky costume."

"This isn't a fake! I know it! But don't worry. I've trained for this." A hand suddenly burst from the ground, making Shawn jump up in fright. "Really?" Dave scoffed. "It's probably some motion sensor doodad."

"That's a real zombie hand!" Shawn protested. "That means they CAME! We gotta move!" He scooped up the supplies and grabbed Dave's arm before darting off.

Meanwhile, the majority of the remaining campers were sitting by the campfire. "Okay," Gwen began as she paced back and forth, "Rule number one: do not go off on your own. Rule number two: if you do go off on your own, never go in the woods. Rule number three: if you do go in the woods, never, ever, EVER make out in the woods, or you will die in the woods!" She then paused for a minute. "Where's Izzy and Owen?"

"Breaking rules one through three," Duncan smugly informed her.

"I don't see Zoey or Mike," Trent noted.

"Princess Goody-Goody kept rambling about some date with this hunk before this whole psycho killer business," Anne-Maria told the group.

"Zoey doesn't sound like the type of girl to use the word 'hunk'," Sarah reasoned.

"Well, consider them killer fodder," Lacey decided. "Couples are the usually the first blood."

"Maybe we'd be safer in the spa hotel?" Sam suggested.

"Bad idea," Gwen replied. "Rule number six of horror movies: large houses are to be avoided, especially old houses, because they're guaranteed to be haunted by a violent spirit."

"So...the Bears are sitting ducks?" Trent guessed, with Gwen nodding her head yes. Back at the spa hotel, Jo was in the gym and punching a bag while Priya was lifting some weights. "Uh, Priya," Millie began as she watched her friend, "Do you think this killer stuff can be the real deal?"

"It's just a prank Chris McLame is trying to pull," Jo scoffed.

"But what if it's not? Our first action should be to get away from this island before the killer gets us."

"Millie, that's the coward's way out," Priya protested. "If there is a killer, we have to stand our ground and fight."

"But we could get killed! I'd say we get out while we still have a shot. Who's with me?"

"An outing?" Ella thought as she peeked her head through the doorway. "Ooh, sounds fun! I'll just grab a warm cloak." She skipped away before picking up a red cloak and putting it on. "What are you, Little Red Riding Hood?" Jo asked. "And both you and Notebook Nerd are complete wusses to leave instead of standing your ground."

"At least we'll be alive wusses," Millie pointed out. "Goodbye. Hope you don't die." She and Ella walked out of the spa hotel's front doors. "I can't believe this," Priya grumbled as the remaining Bears gathered nearby. "Millie just ditched us!"

"She was just probably weighing her odds," Sky explained. "She's not exactly a fighting type as well as you are. But I'll keep an eye on them from the balcony to make sure she and Ella are okay." She dashed off and up the stairs. "I don't get the fuss, eh," Ezekiel thought. "Like Al said, this is just movie stuff. Fiction." Suddenly, the lights started to flicker in the spa hotel. "That's not a good sign," Greg said with concern.

"Breaker must be out," Priya reasoned. "I'll go check the basement."

"What?! No! Basement is the LAST place to go!"

"Why?" Priya opened the basement door but gasped when she saw a dark figure smiling in the dark and wielding a shiny knife. "It's the killer!" Sugar screamed. "AHHH! I'm too beautiful to die!"

"The door!" Greg shouted. He rushed to it but couldn't get it opened. "It's jammed!"

"We still outnumber this sucker," Jo told the group. "We'll rush him."

"While he has a lethal weapon?" Alejandro pointed out. The killer slashed his knife into the breaker box, drenching the place in an inky darkness. Upstairs, Sky watched Millie and Ella walk ahead. "You girls be careful," Sky advised.

"We will," Ella replied. The girls heard loud screams from inside the spa hotel. "Is everyone alright?" Ella asked with concern.

"The killer's inside!" Millie realized.

"Just keep running and don't look back!" Sky warned the duo. Millie and Ella quickly ran off. Sky gasped as she saw the knife-wielding killer enter the room. "Stay back!" she shouted. She tossed a pillow to blind her attacker before running to the edge of the balcony. However, the killer quickly caught up with her. Sky kept inching back until she could feel the railing of the balcony on her back. She took a glance behind her, seeing the long distance to the ground. She did a backflip just as the killer swung his knife, making the Olympian fall towards the ground. The killer glanced down but was surprised to see Sky flying off into the distance.

Confessional: Sky (Confused Bears)

"What? I had to get out of there somehow. Plus, every horror flick has at least one plot twist to it."

End Confessional

Back in the woods, Ethan was still frantically searching for his friend. "Paul?" he called out. "Paul, can you hear me?" His eye caught a glimpse of something shining in the distance and he decided to run in that direction. A few moments later, he gasped as he saw the mechanic chained up to a tree. "Paul," Ethan breathed out as he bent down to him, "Who did this to you?" Paul just mumbled in response. "You're getting worse," Ethan noted. "Hold still and I'll free you." He took out his sword and swiftly sliced the chains. Paul soon fell to the ground, though Ethan soon picked him up. "You're burning up," Ethan said as he touched the mechanic's forehead. "I'll take you back to Miss Melody to cure you." He carried Paul on his back. A few moments later, Destiny was carrying a large plate of meat when she saw the cut chains. "What the hell?" she thought as she dropped the plate. She knelt down to the chains. "Sliced off...Galahad!"

In another area of the forest, Owen was walking up a hill while Izzy was on his back and patting his head. "Does this feel wrong to you?" he asked.

"No," Izzy replied. "Your head's good and hollow, so it makes a great beat, and all your yacking is keeping my mind off the escaped psycho killer with a chainsaw and a hook!"

"Great balls of fire!" Owen realized before tossing Izzy off his back. "That's it! The psycho killer! Remember how he left the woods to hack apart the couple who were making out?!"

"But we're not making out."

"Oh. Yeah." The duo paused a moment. "You wanna make out?" Izzy asked.

"Yes!" Owen exclaimed. Izzy pulled Owen into a bush and the duo proceeded to make out. A large figure with a hooked hand approached them, making them stop. They looked up to see a man with a hockey mask and a chainsaw.

Over in another area, Lucas and Shane were tallying up the campers. "Brick and Phoebe are still in the cabin," Shane noted, "The Bears are in the spa hotel, except for Dave and Shawn, who are on a supply run. Heather, Valerie, Lindsay and Beth are showering. Zoey's in the main lodge. That leaves Owen, Izzy and Echo unaccounted for."

"Nice going there," Lucas complimented. "You're pretty good with this."

"Well, it's the least I could do after screwing up so many times. It-" Shane paused for a moment. "I thought Gwen turned the projector off," he said as he heard it whirring to life. "We'd better check it out." The boys cautiously walked towards the projector to see the film was indeed playing another movie while a chair was set up in the front row, with the figure's back to the boys "Looks like whoever's watching is a fan of Hellraiser," Lucas noted. "Must be Gwen. Hey, Gwen! Hey!" The person simply raised a hand with some strange nails on it. "FREDDY!" Lucas cried out before running away in a panic.

"Lucas, wait up!" Shane called out as he chased after him. In the chair, Echo just giggled before pulling off the glove with the strange nails. "This is too rich," she sighed with content. "Now, back to the horror and bloodshed."

Back in the forest, Izzy and Owen were running away from the killer. "This feels so much longer and flatter than when we got here!" Owen cried out.

"That's because horror movies extend the running scenes," Izzy explained.

"Really? Why?"

"It gives them time to film a good wipeout." Just then, Owen tripped on a rock and fell down a cliff. He hit various rocks, a goat, a fire hydrant, a cactus, a detonator for explosives and a campfire before crashing to the bottom. "OH, MY SPINE!" he cried out.

"Owen, I'm coming!" Izzy yelled out. She jumped off the cliff and hit the exact same objects before landing on top of Owen. "Hey, Owen. Hi." The killer loomed over the duo. "Owen's too young to die!" Owen moaned. "Here, take Izzy!" He pushed Izzy ahead, right in front of the psycho killer.

"This definitely feels like a long trek," Ethan groaned as he carried Paul on his back. "How are you holding up, friend?" Paul just gave a quiet mumble. "We'll be back to camp soon," Ethan assured him, "Hopefully. I think we might be a bit lost."

"DROP HIM, GALAHAD!" Destiny suddenly shouted from behind, taking the knight by surprise.

"Miss Destiny?"

"Don't 'Miss Destiny' me, Galahad! Drop Paulie NOW!"

"I need to get him back to Melody to get healed up. He's not doing so well."

"Are you taking me for a jidiot? You're the one who was stupid enough to cut those chains!"

"Wait a minute," Ethan realized after setting Paul onto the ground. "You mean YOU were the one who chained up Paul in the first place?!"

"It was for his own good!" Destiny lashed back.

"His own good?! What warped logic are you using? That's the LAST THING he needs right now!"

"Why am I even wasting my breath on you? I'm gonna get Paulie." Destiny started to approach Paul lying on the ground but Ethan quickly stepped between them. "I'm not going to allow you to harm him again," he declared.

"Out of my way," Destiny warned with a piercing tone. She tried to move ahead, but Ethan blocked her every movement. "Will you stop?" Ethan demanded. "Stay away!"

"No!" Destiny shouted.

"I said BACK OFF!" Ethan quickly whipped out his shield and whacked Destiny away with it, making her crash into a tree and slump over into unconsciousness. "I'm terribly sorry," Ethan breathed out, "But you've left me no other choice." He noticed Paul moaning as he struggled to lift himself off. "Oh, Paul! Hang on. I'll make sure you-" A sudden growl stopped the knight short. "Who's there?" Ethan called out to the dark woods. However, he was taken aback when he realized the source of the growl came from... "Paul?" he asked with concern. "You okay?" Paul slowly raised his head, and Ethan gasped when he saw the mechanic's eyes had turned bright yellow and his teeth had sharpened drastically. "P-Paul, what are-?" Ethan stammered as his breaths became shallow. "Your eyes... Paul?" Paul lashed out another growl and swiped a now-clawed hand at Ethan, forcing the knight to back away a few steps. Paul groaned as black fur started to spout all over his body, with it even tearing through some of his clothes. "Paul?" Ethan managed to whimper out as he saw the boy go limp after a few seconds. He heard another growl from Paul, but Ethan uttered a choked gasp as he now saw a large wolf with jet-black fur staring back with glowing yellow eyes. "Paul..." he fearfully realized. "You...you're..." Wolf-Paul let out a howl as the full moon shined down while Ethan could only stare, frozen in absolute horror.

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Back with Owen, he was screaming as he ran until he reached Chris's tent. "Dude!" Owen told Chris in a panic. "Dude! There's a guy with a hockey mask and a chainsaw and a hook and he's after us and-" He saw the killer carry Izzy off on one of the monitors. "Yeah! Yeah, he's right-" Owen screamed as the killer entered the tent. "We're fricking dead!" Dean pinched Owen's mouth shut. "Owen, stop screaming!" Chris explained. "It's Chef!" The killer lifted his mask, revealing it was indeed Chef. "Oh, cool!" Izzy laughed. "Great costume! Yeah, you totally got me. You did. I was freaked out."

"Huh?" Ezekiel moaned as he and most of the Bears regained consciousness inside the tent. "Where are we? Are we dead?" He looked up to see the killer from earlier. "AHHH!"

"The killer's back!" Tyler screamed out. "This is NOT how I wanna die in a horror movie! I'd rather die protecting Lindsay...or have us making out before our deaths..." The killer simply slapped him in the face. "Cut that out, you wuss," the killer muffled.

"Nice group kill, intern," Chris complimented.

"Intern?" Alejandro inquired. The killer took off the grinning mask, revealing Karol's face. "Looks like those sedatives have worn off," she noted.

"You punked us?" Owen asked.

"Yes and no," Chris explained. "It was your challenge to watch a scary movie then survive one." Owen chuckled in response. "Did you hear that?" he told Izzy. "He was punking us! It was a joke! Too funny. I was all AHHH! And you were all EEEE! For the love of Peter Pumpkin Eater, that was some FUN going on! Am I right?" However, Izzy had a stern look. "Oh," Owen realized, "You're still on the part where Owen shoved Izzy into the killer?"

"That was a sleazy move, Owen," Greg scolded.

"The good news is you're safe," Chris told the group. "The bad news is you're out of the challenge. But now, you get to watch our fake psychos and the other interns terrorize the rest of the campers. Fun, huh?"

"Yes!" Owen exclaimed. "Totally awesome TV viewing!"

"Easy for you to say," Dean told him. "You're not the one running around scaring people."

"You want a free catapult ride?" Chris asked him.

"No."

"Then get to work." Dean glanced at the monitors and noticed Echo watching her horror flick. "Will do," he said with a snicker before darting off.

"Owen's not getting to second base, is he?" Owen asked Izzy, who simply nodded her head no. "First base?" Izzy nodded no again. "Didn't think so," Owen groaned. "Is he getting up to bat?" Izzy punched him in the face, knocking him over. "Great work, Chef," Chris complimented. "But next time, try to really work the hook hand angle a bit more." Chef put his mask back on before walking off. "Guess I'll look for another kill," Karol decided as she walked off. "Hopefully not as massive to carry back like last time."

At the same time, Ethan was frozen with fear as he saw Wolf-Paul snarling at him. "C-c-c-calm down, Paul," Ethan stuttered. "It's just me. N-n-nothing to fret over. Just st-st-stay calm..." However, Wolf-Paul just growled back. "He's not listening," Ethan realized. "I've gotta get out of here!" He grabbed Destiny's leg then he started to run. Wolf-Paul howled before giving chase.

"'The end'," Phoebe finished reading before closing the book shut. "Quite a story, huh?"

"Yeah, yeah," Mike shrugged off as he tried to fix his hair.

"I've never seen you care much about your appearance," Brick noted. "What's up?"

"If you must know, I have a bit of a...meet up with Zoey tonight down at the main lodge."

"A date! Lucky you. Maybe-" Brick was cut off by a sharp howl coming from outside. "What was that?" he asked.

"It's probably nothing," Mike said. "I'd better get going. Don't wanna be late." He walked out of the cabin, though he quickly darted off towards the woods. Meanwhile, Gwen had put up a chart of the remaining campers. "Okay," she began, "Now that I have drawn a chart of all the players, we can..." She noticed more people were absent. "Where's most of the Rats?"

"I know DJ had to take a leak," Duncan recalled, "So he took Party Boy and Surfer Girl with him."

"I'd better keep an eye on him, too," Sarah thought. "DJ can get spooked pretty easily." Back at the bathrooms, Chef was hiding in the bushes while breathing heavily. "Okay," DJ told Bridgette and Geoff, "No matter what, you DO NOT leave. Not if you hear a psycho. Not if you see a psycho. Not if the psycho is slashing you to bits."

"Dude, no worries," Geoff assured him. "We've got your back." DJ entered the bathroom while Geoff and Bridgette stood guard. "Cue the ice cream truck," Chris announced from the tent. Geoff heard the sound of lighthearted music. "Ice cream?" he gasped. "No way!"

"Geoff!" Bridgette shouted as he ran away. "We're not supposed to leave! Wait!" She ran after him. Inside, DJ heard some creaks. "Hello?" he whimpered. He heard the sound of a razor and gasped. He got a terrified look as he saw Heather in a face mask while shaving her legs. He then proceeded to scream. "DJ, it's me," Heather informed him. "Heather!" DJ blinked for a moment, then started to scream again before bursting through the door. "DJ?" Sarah thought as she saw him run past. "Hold still! I'm coming!" She raced after him on her skateboard. DJ kept screaming as he ran across woods, hills, fields and even off a cliff. He even screamed underwater as he ran, with Sarah swimming close behind. He then jumped out of the water and into the tent with the others, still screaming until Jo slapped him in the face. "Dude, you're safe!" Chris assured him.

"I am?" DJ asked. He sat down when a water bottle was passed to him. "It's just Chef," Chris explained while DJ gasped. "He was gonna scare the bejeebers out of you, but apparently, Heather beat him to it."

"Bro, did you see her face?" DJ argued. "That was some serious ugly going on!"

"True, but you still bailed before Chef even got a crack at you. Speaking of which, you're up, psycho man." Chef started to walk out just as Sarah dragged herself in. "You...have some seriously strong lungs, DJ," she panted before collapsing.

"Is everyone okay?" Trent asked as he and Gwen rushed into the bathroom. "We heard screaming."

"We're fine," Beth said while peeking her head out of her stall. "But I think DJ needs checking up on."

"Ran out of here like he saw a ghost," Heather added. "Can I have my shower in peace, please?"

"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I-" Gwen advised but a glare from Heather stopped her short. "Fine. Suit yourself. By the way, that's a great look on you." Heather gasped while Gwen and Trent walked off.

Meanwhile, the remaining Rats, minus Duncan, were gathered back in their cabin. "While sitting around the campfire is cozy," Emma told the group, "We should make a defense plan so we're not sitting ducks."

"Yeah," Austin agreed. "Smart thinking."

"Yep. I just asked myself 'What would Chase do?'"

"Oh," Bowie blandly remarked. "Great."

"Yeah, it is! He inspires me."

"Right. Channeling your inner Chase. I get it."

"I don't," Scott put in.

"Because Chase is the on-again off-again love of my life and seeing him get voted off really hurt," Emma explained, "And if someone close to me was a part of that, I would want them to be honest."

Confessional: Anthony (Toxic Rats)

"Remind me again how Bowie and I could be a part of that. We weren't even on the same team as that hammerhead. But if it honesty she wants, it's honesty she'll get."

End Confessional

"Honestly-" Anthony began.

"I think seeing Chase go hurt all of us," Bowie finished to Emma as he covered Anthony's mouth. "Mostly you, which hurt me, because we're a team. Go us." However, Emma had a skeptical look. "That's not the point," Anthony muffled out. "We-"

"Why don't you three go blah, blah, blah outside?" Luna suggested through her costume. "We can keep ourselves safe from the psycho killer."

"Good," Emma decided before storming outside. "We need supplies, anyway. Bowie, Anthony?"

"Coming," Anthony said while pulling Bowie along. Unknown to the group, Julia and Luna slipped outside.

"So far, nothing," Rose noted as she and the others sat around the campfire. "You think this is all really just a joke Chris is pulling?"

"If there really was a killer," Scarlett reasoned, "Wouldn't he notice the campfire and come straight here?"

"Well, I'm gonna go stretch my legs," Jasmine decided as she stood up. "Sol, Amy, care to join me?"

"Fine," Sol groaned.

"Um, sure," Samey shrugged. "We'll be right back, guys."

"Isn't saying that a bad thing?" Trent thought. "Like saying good luck in a theater?"

"You're catching on fast," Lacey noted. "In horror movies, anyone that says those four words are DOOMED to die!"

"This is simply Chris pulling a psychological trick on us in order for us to play his sick and twisted game," Cameron explained.

"He knows you too well," Sarah told Chris inside the tent. "And Lace is too smart to fall into your trap."

"The others aren't, though," Jo remarked as she watched the majority of the Frogs and Gophers leave the campfire. "They're psycho food."

"Hopefully the others are doing okay," Priya muttered. Back in the forest, Wolf-Paul was carefully pacing around the trees, with Ethan and the still-unconscious Destiny hiding up in one. Wolf-Paul eventually ran off, making the knight breathe a sigh of relief. Ethan was suddenly slapped on the back of his head. "Hey!" he moaned as he turned to Destiny, now fully awake. "That hurt!"

"Well, we wouldn't even be in this mess if it wasn't for you," Destiny countered.

"So you think this is still my fault?"

"No; it is ENTIRELY your fault! If you hadn't broken the chains, Paulie wouldn't be running loose like this!"

"He should've been taken straight to Melody, not chained up like a helpless animal! Honestly, Miss Destiny, why would you even-?" Ethan was cut short by the branch he and Destiny were sitting on starting to break. "I hate you," Destiny told Ethan just before the branch broke completely. The duo crashed onto the ground below. "That really hurt," Ethan moaned. "Hopefully that's the worst of it." He heard a howl right before he saw Wolf-Paul returning. "You and your big fat mouth," Destiny scolded. She was simply yanked away by Ethan as he ran off.

Back in the bathrooms, Heather was turning on the shower when she heard a knock. "Hello, I'm in the shower!" she complained. "Beth, check the door."

"I'm still in the-" Beth protested.

"Now!" Beth, clothed in a robe, walked out of her stall when she was suddenly gagged by a hooked hand across her mouth. There was another knock. "Very funny, Paul," Valerie sarcastically commented while washing her hair. "But you're not gonna get me a second time." The girls then a faint whirring of blades. "I'm serious, jackass!" Heather demanded. "Get l-" She, Valerie and Lindsay stared in a fearful silence as they saw the killer before they shrieked. "Maybe if you paid attention to the scary movies," Chris teased to the girls now in the tent, with Heather rocking back and forth in fear, "You'd know that a, you never go off alone, and b, you certainly never shower alone."

Meanwhile, Echo was still watching her movie when the film was suddenly shut off. "I was watching that!" she complained. "You'd better have a damn good reason you're not losing an eye!" She noticed a large figure looming over her, with dark clothing and pale skin, but most notably, the needles in his head. At the campfire, the small group heard Echo's screams. "The killer!" Helen gasped. "He got her!" Gwen simply crossed off Echos picture on the chart.

"Do we have to walk around this place?" Anthony asked Emma as they, along with Bowie, walked down a dirt path. "I am getting goosebumps. And possibly poison ivy at my ankles."

"You'll be fine," Emma replied. "In the meantime, we need to talk."

"Now's not a good time," Bowie argued.

"For a talk like this, it's never a good time."

"Okay, talk about what?" Anthony inquired as Luna and Julia subtlety spied on them.

"Come on, you two," Bowie told them as his eyes darted around. "Stay focused."

"I am focused!" Emma protested. "You two always hated Chase."

"What? Why would you think that?"

"Maybe because it's true?" Anthony pointed out.

"While we were broken up," Emma continued, "I said some awful things about Chase, and you two agreed with me! How dare you!" Luna made a growling noise, spooking the two boys. "Admit it, guys," Emma demanded. "You were keeping us apart because you hated him and wanted to use me as a pawn. And when we got back together, you got the Gophers to vote him off the island."

"I-" Bowie stammered in confusion while Anthony looked equally puzzled. "But you- How could-? This isn't-"

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

"Keep it together, Bowie. You need this friendship. Don't blow it."

Confessional: Anthony (Toxic Rats)

"Emma's relationship with Chase is worse than I thought. You saw how quick she went from feeding him to a bear to scolding us for trying to support her." He sighed. "Emma needs the truth told to her. I just need to make sure I don't push her away more."

End Confessionals

"Okay," Anthony began. "You're right, Emma. I'll give you the truth. But-"

"So what if we got Chase out?!" Bowie snapped. "He's a dollar store peacock! A fail blog! A bag of rancid hot dog water! The only thing more pathetic than him is you for liking him. When you got back together, I lost ALL respect for you. Happy?"

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

"Nailed it."

End Confessional

"Bowie and Anthony," Emma decided, "You two and I are done."

"I understand," Bowie sighed. "We're still an alliance, right?"

"Bowie!" Anthony scolded. "How could you think of the game at a time like this? But Emma, while Bowie said it a bit harshly, he's not wrong. That hammerhead isn't worth your time. You being with him drags you down, too."

"That is not true!" Emma protested. "Chase is worth it! What I can't believe is that my so-called 'friends' tried to control my actions just like Julia said!"

"What?! No, Emma! That's a load of barnacles. I'm trying to help you out here. Hell, even the psycho killer would agree with me!" The trio froze up when they heard the sound of a chainsaw. "Blast, I was hoping I wouldn't have to prove it," Anthony commented.

"The psycho killer!" Emma cried out. "Run!" She darted off, though she accidentally knocked over Bowie and Anthony. "Real nice," Bowie complained. The two boys screamed as the killer scooped them up. "Looks like Pirate and Skinny Blonde Man are dead," Luna shrugged from the bushes while Julia watched the scene play out. "Wanna make Emma's good name muddy to the others? I wanna see the carnage."

"Uh, sure," Julia decided. "I'm not victim material."

"I still say that this is just a sham," Dave explained to Shawn as they cautiously walked through the woods. "Just props and actors. You know, I bet the killer is actually Chef in a disguise."

"Well, don't let go of that ax," Shawn instructed. "Weapons like that are more precious than gold in a zombie apocalypse, which we are now in the middle of!" He felt a hand reach for his shoulder. "HI-YAH!" he shouted as he grabbed the hand and flung the person onto the ground. He let out a cry as he saw the figure had wrinkly pale skin, ragged clothes, drool coming from his mouth and blank eyes. "ZOMBIE! Quick! Slice his head off!"

"Will you stop?" Dave protested. "It's just Chris in a cheesy costume. This is all a hoax."

"Dave, you're being so-" Shawn felt another hand reaching for him and flung the figure, though it was actually a more familiar figure. "Lucas?" Shawn and Dave thought.

"Ahi va mi espalda," Lucas groaned.

"Everything alright over there?" Shane asked as he stepped out of the bushes.

"Just Shawn being Shawn," Dave explained. "And Lucas is...well, that." Lucas blinked for a second before noticing the drooling zombie near him. "AHHHHHH!" Lucas screamed before jumping into Shane's arms. "ES UN CUERPO MUERTO!"

"Is that really a zombie?" Shane gulped with nervousness.

"No, it isn't," Dave told the group as he passed his ax to Shawn. "I'll prove it to you right now." He walked over to the zombie and tugged on his head. "What are you doing?!" Shawn protested. "You'll get bit!"

"It's just a cheesy costume meant to scare us," Dave countered. "Like in Scooby-Doo, you know."

"It looks a bit...realistic," Shane pointed out. However, Dave simply kept tugging at the zombie's head. "It's Chris," he noted.

"No," Shawn told him.

"It's Chef!"

"No," Shane whimpered.

"It's Dean!"

"No," Lucas said.

"Well, maybe it's-" Dave tore off the head with a sickening CRACK! "Real," he realized as he held the head in his hand. He let out a cry before tossing the head away. "AH!" Lucas screamed as he ducked at the head. Shane caught it but quickly passed it away to Shawn. "Stay back!" Shawn warned as he swung the ax at the head, flinging it back to the headless zombie. "Dave, I told you it wasn't a fake!"

"What now?!" Shane cried out.

"How about not just standing still?" Dave fearfully suggested. "Move!" He started to run off until he crashed into Ethan and Destiny. "Hi, Davie," Destiny greeted. "How are you?"

"What are you two doing?" Shane asked. "We've got genuine zombie trouble right now!"

"Zombies?"

"Isn't that what you're running from?"

"Worse than that," Ethan explained as the group got to their feet. "You'll never believe it, but-" A threatening snarl silenced him, and he slowly turned to see Wolf-Paul glaring at them. "Rabid wildlife?" Shawn thought while Destiny and Ethan backed away. "At least they're not flesh-eating corpses! I'll handle this."

"Shawn, wait," Ethan advised he saw the ax. "Don't hurt him."

"It's either him or us," Dave told him. "And I like living." Shawn started to swing the ax, but Wolf-Paul quickly swiped it away before crushing the metal blade with one of his paws. "That's not good," Shane squeaked out.

"Well, we always have Plan B to fall back to," Lucas explained.

"And that is?" Ethan asked.

"RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!" The group dashed off in different directions, with Wolf-Paul following one group and the zombie following another. Back at the campfire, Gwen kept pacing around. "Where's Leshawna and Anne-Maria?" she asked.

"They went to get some chow," Trent explained.

Confessional: Gwen (Screaming Gophers)

"Doesn't anyone listen to me?"

End Confessional

Gwen crossed the two girls' pictures off. Meanwhile, Chef tossed Bowie and Anthony into the tent. "Welcome to the slashed tent," Sarah greeted.

"We wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for Emma," Bowie grumbled.

"Well, you didn't exactly handle things in the best way," Anthony pointed out.

"Are you seriously siding with her?!"

"No, I'm not. But you snapping back at Emma only pushed her further away. She needed the hard truth, yes, but it needed to be both firm and with care. It's not exactly easy to get out of a relationship like hers."

"What makes you the all-knowing expert?"

"You don't wanna know how I know." Bowie was about to argue back but Anthony's depressed look silenced him. "Disregarding that," Sarah spoke up, "Me and Deej saw how you guys got slashed after Emma pushed you aside."

"She didn't push us," Anthony defended. "She just bumped into us as she was making a run for it. I might've done the same."

"Still, I'm kinda worried for her and Deej if your team loses. They might decide to boot her or Deej."

"Relax, lass. Emma will be perfectly safe."

"Uh, you'd better look at this," DJ told them as he watched the monitors. He motioned to the one with the remaining Rats. "It was just awful!" Julia tearfully told the Rats. "Emma, like, pushed Anthony and Bowie into the psycho killer and junk."

"Nice going, jinx," Sarah sarcastically said to a stunned Anthony.

"How much longer are we gonna be, guys?" Helen moaned as she sat by the campfire. "I'm getting bored."

"Why don't you play something on your guitar to release some stress?" Trent suggested.

"Oh, yeah. I know the perfect one for this kind of night! Gwen, you up for it?"

"Whatever," Gwen scoffed while crossing out another picture.

"Whoo!" Helen started to play a guitar rift.

...

A montage of various campers getting caught by the psycho killers was played, along with some of the campers getting chased. "You hear the screeching of an owl," Helen sang through the montage while Shane and Lucas ran from one of the zombies, "You hear the wind begin to howl

"You know there's zombies on the prowl..." The two boys weaved through the woods until they dove into a small lake. However, Shane screamed when he saw Fang licking his lips, and he and Lucas quickly leapt out of the water. "And it's terror time again," Helen continued. "They've got you running through the night."

...

Dave and Shawn were now getting chased by the zombies. "It's terror time again," Helen sang. "And you might just die of fright

"It's a terrifying time." The boys reached a swamp, though the zombies were still on their tail. Dave tried to grab a vine but panicked when he realized the vine was a snake. Shawn quickly grabbed a vine and the boys swung away just before the zombies grabbed them.

...

"You hear the beating of your heart," Helen continued as the killers snatched Rodney and Nikki. "You know the screaming's gonna start

"Here comes the really scary part..."

...

Destiny and Ethan were frantically running from Wolf-Paul. "'Cause it's terror time again," Helen sang. "They've got you running through the night." Destiny and Ethan ducked out of sight, then Destiny chucked a rock far away from their hiding place. "It's terror time again," Helen continued while Wolf-Paul followed the sound. "Oh, you just might die of fright

"It's a terrifying time." Wolf-Paul saw a rabbit hopping past and went after it. Destiny and Ethan could only gasp in horror as they heard the sound of flesh being torn apart.

...

Lucas and Shane were still fleeing from the zombies as the duo hopped over branches and twigs. "All the trees begin to moan," Helen continued, "And the monsters grunt and groan

"Rotting faces full of slime

"Don't you know it's terror time?" Lucas tripped over a large tree root, making him stumble and bumped into Shane. The duo kept tumbling down and they soon crashed into Millie and Ella, joining their stumble.

...

"And it's terror time again," Helen sang while Dave and Shawn blindly raced ahead. "They've got you running through the night." The two boys accidentally split up at a fork in the path.

...

"Yes, it's terror time again," Helen continued while Jasmine was shining a flashlight ahead and Samey and Sol followed behind. They spotted Ethan and Destiny in the bushes, making them gasp in shock. "Oh, you just might die of fright," Helen finished, "It's a terrifying time!"

...

Lucas, Shane, Millie and Ella kept tumbling until they were inside a cave, where they crashed into a wall. "God, that felt awful," Lucas groaned as he rubbed his head.

"What were you guys even doing?" Millie asked as she lifted herself up.

"Trying not to become zombie food."

"Lucas, zombies are a scientific impossibility."

"Tell that to the zombies," Shane countered. He noticed that Ella was wrapping part of her cloak around his arm. "You got a bit of a cut," she explained.

"Oh, thank you," Shane replied. "That's very kind of you, Ella."

"Just trying to help a friend."

"Where are we, anyway?" Lucas thought.

"Looks like a little cave," Shane noted as he looked around, "With some...strange artwork on the walls."

"Maybe an ancient text from a past civilization?" Millie guessed. "It looks like letters of some sort."

"It's just plain creepy," Lucas admitted. "I swear it looks like it was written with blood."

"Ella, what are you looking at?" Shane asked her as she walked to another area.

"Check out these little dolls," Ella said as she pointed to some clay dolls. "Don't they look cute?" She started to reach for them.

Back in the kitchen, Leshawna and Anne-Maria were sneaking inside when they saw Zoey sitting at one of the tables. "Oh, hi," Zoey nervously greeted. "I'm sorry. I thought you were somebody else."

"You still got that lanky kid on the brain?" Anne-Maria thought. "And he hasn't showed up yet? You did tell him where to meet, right?"

"Yes, right here. And I figured I'd pass the time by making some brownies." Zoey passed the duo a plate filled to the brim with brownies. "Mmm-mmm," Leshawna gushed after trying one, "Girl, you sure know how to make a brownie."

"Leshawna..." a voice whispered with an echo. "The brownies..." The lights suddenly switched off. "It's just a loose wire, right?" Zoey squeaked out. The door burst open, revealing the killer. "Please don't hurt us," Zoey pleaded.

"Well, I ain't gonna let you butcher me without a fight," Anne-Maria declared.

"Yeah," Leshawna agreed. "I got sixteen years in The Projects. Bring it!" The killer swiped his chainsaw, making the girls run off. "Whoo-hoo-hoo!" Leshawna exclaimed in the tent. "I did not see that coming!"

"Challenging the killer?" Harold muffled between brownie bites. "Very brave."

"And very crazy," Scarlett added.

"What were you even thinking?" Cameron thought.

"You three girls did score major points for the delicious munchies," Chris commented.

"Thanks," Zoey mumbled, though she just stood with a saddened look on her face.

"Chris, can I just leave for five minutes?" Heather asked. "This mask is chafing."

"Yeah, yeah," DJ fearfully agreed as he jumped into Sarah's arms. "Let her leave."

"We gotta wait until everyone's slashed," Sarah told him. She gasped as she saw the needle-headed man carry an unconscious Echo into the tent while two zombies dragged Emma inside. "I thought there were only two killers," Scott gulped.

"Calm down," Karol told the group. "The zombies are Oliver and Stan in disguise." One of the zombies unzipped his coat, revealing Oliver's face. "Wow," Sierra complimented as she walked over. "It feels like real skin."

"It's just some tampered rubber," Oliver explained. "Even got the entire head rubber-fied. You should've seen Dave's face when he yanked it off and thought it was real!"

"And who's needlehead there?" Bryan inquired. "And why is he carrying Echo?"

"Am I dreaming?" Echo dreamily sighed as she woke up. "I must be to have you around."

"Uh...what?" Scott asked.

"Echo, I think you're delirious from fear," Carly told her.

"Yes, I'll happily open the puzzle box," Echo giggled.

"Really?" the man thought. He pulled on his head, revealing Dean in a mask. "How nice of you to say so," he told a stunned Echo. She let out a shriek before jumping out of his arms. "Must've been a delayed reaction," Cody said. Dean just laughed and laughed. "That's not exactly funny," Carly scolded.

"It was totally funny!" Dean exclaimed. "Something to be recorded for prosperity."

"It was a cruel joke. How could you? I thought you were better than that." Dean noticed the majority of the group glaring at him. "Fine," he scoffed. "I can tell when I'm not wanted." He walked out of the tent.

Confessional: Dean

"I would've loved to tell that little bitch Echo off, but thanks to our wondrous host, I can't! And...now Carly seems a bit upset. Honestly, that bit hurts the most."

End Confessional

"What were you two hiding in that bush in the first place?" Sol asked Destiny and Ethan as they, along with Jasmine and Samey, walked in the woods. "You asking for thorns in your skin?"

"There were chains," Destiny stammered, "And dead rabbit, claws, ax, Paulie...and zombies!" She and the others noticed Jasmine chuckling a bit. "I see Shawn let you in on his joke," Jasmine commented.

"Joke?!" Destiny protested. "So not true!"

"Did anyone else see these 'zombies'?" Sol inquired.

"Davie and Shawnie and Lucas and Shane...jidiot Galahad. It was super screepy and super REAL!"

"Real?" Samey gasped before turning to Ethan. "Really real?"

"Honestly, I'm not sure what to think," Ethan admitted. "Right now, it feels like the world's turned upside-down." He, Jasmine, Samey and Destiny suddenly found themselves floating in mid-air. "AHHHH!" Ethan and Destiny cried out.

"What's happening?!" Samey shouted. Back in the cave, Ella and Shane were holding the clay dolls. "Hey, check this out," Shane noted. "This one kinda looks like Ethan." He moved the doll's arm down. Ethan slapped Destiny in the face. "HEY!" she snapped.

"I-I'm sorry," Ethan apologized. "I don't know what happened." Shane moved the doll's leg, and Ethan kicked Destiny. "HEY!" she scolded. "QUIT IT!"

"I'm trying!" Ethan explained. "Honest!" He was then hit in the back by Jasmine. "Why did you do that?"

"It's not my fault," Jasmine protested. "It feels like something's controlling us. Sol, get us down from here!" Sol tried to pull Jasmine down. "I can't," he groaned. He was kicked in the jaw by Samey. "Oops," Samey apologized. "Sorry." While Ella and Shane kept toying with the dolls, the others endured hit after hit from each other. "Ow!" Samey moaned after getting hit in the back by Jasmine's hand.

"If you two are finished playing with dolls," Millie told Shane and Ella, "We should get moving. Maybe we can find a spare boat off the island."

"What about the others?" Lucas asked.

"We can only hope that they're safe. We gotta bail while we still have the chance to."

"I wonder who made these pretty dolls," Ella thought aloud.

"Uh, guys?" Shane gulped as he saw numerous red dots staring at him in the dark. "I think this cave's occupied."

"Maybe they're owls. Or bats. I've never seen a bat in real life." The dots blinked, and out flew dozens upon dozens of black birds with rotten skin. "ZOMBIE BIRDS!" Lucas and Millie screamed. The duo bolted out of the cave while Shane shielded Ella from the creatures, dropping the dolls. Elsewhere, Ethan, Destiny, Samey and Jasmine fell to the ground. "Oh, thank God," Samey breathed out.

"Are they gone?" Shane whimpered. He turned to see two huge red eyes staring back. "Hello?" Ella spoke up from behind Shane. "Is someone there?" The duo saw a man with pale skin, a crimson button vest, black pants, black hair that slipped over his red eyes and tall black boots with a skeletal design step out of the shadows...though the oddest part was the fact that he was standing on the ceiling. "We'd better leave before this becomes The Shining," Shane advised to Ella.

"Whatever for?" the man inquired as he took a step forward. "Does my presence here make you feel...unnerved?" He suddenly vanished in a puff of smoke. "Where did he go?" Shane nervously thought. He screamed when he saw a humongous bat staring him in the face. "A BAT!" he cried out. "Go away! Shoo! Shoo!"

"Very curious..." the bat hissed as he circled Shane and Ella. "You fear me, yet you do not flee like the others." The bat changed back to the strange man. "That's quite an amazing trick, sir," Ella complimented.

"More like a force of habit," the man humbly replied. "Frights and delights are my specialty."

"Just who are you, if I may ask? My name is Ella. And this is my friend Shane."

"Oh, yes. Where are my manners? Ingrozi is the name I go by. But...would you believe me if I told you I...was a demon?"

"Demon?" Shane gulped. "Aren't those bad?"

"You don't look like a demon," Ella admitted.

"Did you expect me to have horns and a spiked tail?" Ingrozi teased. "No. We demons come in all shapes and forms. Greedy Argent loves anything that gleams while the ever-hungry Njo appears like he's never showered once in his life. Not like he could, anyway. Demons and water don't exactly mix."

"Well, you are definitely the politest demon I've ever met." Ella was suddenly turned upside-down. "Hey!" Shane protested as Ingrozi examined Ella. "Keep your hands off of her!"

"I'm curious where your angel friend's wings went to," Ingrozi replied as he lifted Ella's arms up. "Have they been clipped?"

"Wings?" Ella thought.

"The hell you talking about?" Shane demanded. "Ella's not an angel. Well, not in the literal sense. Now will you let her go?!"

"I am getting a little dizzy, Ingrozi. Please?" Ingrozi released Ella, who Shane quickly caught. "Let's get out of here," Shane suggested.

"See you soon..." Ingrozi told the duo in a vague tone before vanishing in a puff of smoke.

Confessional: Shane (Frogs of Death)

He shuddered. "That guy gives me the creeps. Personally, I hope I DON'T see him again."

End Confessional

"Come on..." Mike muttered as he scanned the horizon. "Where are you?" He noticed Wolf-Paul lying down in the forest. "Aha! Better work fast." He went over to him and scooped him up. "You think we lost them?" Millie spoke in the distance, catching Mike's attention. He rushed off before anyone spotted him. "There you two are," Shane called out to Lucas and Millie as he and Ella approached them. "You bailed on us."

"Sorry, dude," Lucas apologized. "We were just trying to get away from those things."

"At least we're together again," Ella optimistically pointed out. "Maybe we can find the others now." The group shielded their eyes as a bright light shined in their faces. "Turn that down," Shane groaned.

"Oh, it's just you blokes," Jasmine noted after lowering her flashlight.

"Hi again," Destiny greeted as she, Samey, Ethan and Sol approached Jasmine's side. "You wouldn't believe all the wazy stuff going on, like floating and zombies and Paulie-"

"Paul!" Ethan gasped with realization. "Dear heavens, I hope he's okay."

"He's probably still in bed," Shane assumed. "I did hear he was feeling unwell."

"That's putting it VERY mildly."

"Maybe we can check up on him?" Samey suggested. "Considering everything that's been happening, it wouldn't be a bad idea."

"I'll lead the way," Jasmine assured them. The group carefully walked towards the Bear cabin. Mike gave a gasp as he heard the doorknob rattle and quickly dove out of sight. "Did you hear something?" Ethan gulped with nervousness.

"It's probably just a loose floorboard," Jasmine shrugged. She opened the door and shined her flashlight inside. The group soon noticed a lump lying on one of the beds. "Looks like Paul's still resting," Millie said.

"He slept through all of that?" Lucas thought. "Gotta admit that's kinda impressive." A sudden THUD caught the group's attention, and they turned to see that Ethan had passed out. "Ethan?" Ella asked. "Are you alright?"

"What a wuss," Destiny scoffed.

"I got him," Jasmine said as she carried the knight over her shoulder. "Let's see if we can find anyone else."

"Or an exit out of here," Millie added. As the group left, they didn't notice that the lump was actually Wolf-Paul sound asleep, nor that Mike was hiding underneath the bed. "Too close," Mike breathed out.

"And another one bites the dust," Karol commented as she tossed Helen into the tent.

"So you guys are alive?" Helen asked.

"Very," Cody replied, "But also out."

"Ah. Guess splitting up was a bad idea."

"Speaking of which," Chris commented, "Looks like Geoff and Bridgette are up next." They watched the duo walk while the killer stalked them. "Look out!" Lightning shouted. "He's right behind you!"

"Stab," Luna giggled as she popped up behind him. "Stab. You die."

"Get off of him," Sam groaned while he struggled to pull Luna away. The killer tapped on Geoff's shoulder. "Hey, dude," Geoff casually greeted. "You seen an ice cream truck?" The killer just stayed silent. "Uh, Geoff?" Bridgette gulped. "Take another look." The duo looked at the killer before screaming. A moment later, the duo were dropped inside the tent. "By far, the worst blunder yet," Chris commented.

"Not to mention bailing on me," DJ added. "Don't you know you NEVER leave a brother when he's taking a leak?"

"Okay," Ezekiel spoke up, "Even I know that doesn't sound right."

"Where's Geoff?" Gwen asked on the monitor.

"Probably bit it with DJ," Duncan shrugged.

"Come on, man," Trent argued. "Have a little hope."

"Well, I wouldn't be surprised," Gwen told them. "Rule number eight: the party guy is a prime target for psycho killers, right after the big lovable jock."

Confessional: DJ (Toxic Rats)

"Now she tells me."

End Confessional

Meanwhile, Sky was pacing around a rockier area. "Nothing here," she thought. "Good. No psycho killers, no chainsaws, no-" She stepped on a little twig, which made a loud CRACK. "Crap," she cursed under her breath.

"Sky?" a voice asked.

"Dave? Where are you?"

"Over here." Sky turned to see Dave...stuck between two rocks. "I tried to hide here," Dave meekly explained. "Didn't go so well."

"Okay, I need you to hold your breath for a moment," Sky instructed as she grabbed him by the arm. "One...two...now." Dave did as instructed while Sky pulled him out. "Whoa," Dave breathed out, "How did you-?"

"You took air," Sky explained, "Making you slightly thinner for a moment long enough to pull between the rocks."

"Damn it. Where's Shawn?"

"Probably hiding on the opposite side of the island. Don't worry. If anyone can survive something like this, it's him." An owl hooting sent a little shiver down the duo's spines. "We should move," Sky suggested. "Challenge or not, it's a bad idea to stay here."

"Yeah, good thinking," Dave nervously agreed. As the duo walked, an uncomfortable silence formed between them. "So, uh, about that book..." Dave finally spoke up, "Sorry I called you crazy and wacko over having it."

"It's okay," Sky breathed out. "I was mostly annoyed cause I got sunburned like a chicken in the oven in the last challenge."

"It's just...there's this whole world...all those things I just considered fantasy and myths...now they're real?"

"What made a diehard skeptic like you change your mind?"

"After having a zombie head in my hands."

"Okay...I'll not delve deeper out of respect. But yes, they've always been real. Where do you think the myths were born to start?"

"Still, it's...a lot to take in. Next thing I'll know aliens exist."

"I don't think that one is true."

"At this point, I'll believe any- WHOA!" Dave stumbled over a rock and fell face-first into a puddle, flinging something out. "Dave?" Sky asked. "Are you-?" She noticed something gleaming falling from the sky and quickly caught it. "I tripped," Dave groaned after lifting himself up. "And I'm all wet and dirty."

"It's just rain water from a puddle," Sky explained. "The largest body of water I can deal with. But look!" She held out the object in her hand. "That's a Chris statue!" Dave gasped. "The bronze one! I got it!"

"I'm sorry, 'you'?" Sky corrected. "I caught it. That makes it mine."

"After I tripped on it. Therefore, it's mine."

"Hmm...how about this? Since we're both responsible for getting this statue, we both decide how to use it. Deal?"

"That can work. Deal." As the two shook hands, they noticed everything looked darker. "Uh, did someone turn out the moon and stars?" Dave asked with a gulp.

"I don't think so..." Sky slowly replied. They turned to see the killer from the spa hotel. "You again!" Sky cried out.

"RUN!" Dave shouted. He grabbed Sky's arm but Sky quickly took the lead. "Just hang on!" she shouted. "I escaped that guy before. I can do it again!"

"We need a place to hide. Let's try the cabins. We can barricade ourselves inside."

"Good plan." The duo got into one of the cabins and locked the door shut. "Sealing themselves shut?" Scarlett noted as she and the others watched the scene on the monitor. "Actually unwise in hindsight. If the killer gets in, they'll have no means of escape."

"Unless they plan an emergency escape route," Cameron pointed out.

"Hey, Chris," Oliver suggested, "Can you get some storm sounds going, like you did with the ice cream truck?"

"No!" Priya begged. "Please don't!"

"Even those morons will know it's a trick when they hear a storm on a cloudless night," Jo acknowledged.

"Hurricane breezes it is," Chris decided. As Sky pushed a dresser to the door, she heard some heavy wind pounding outside. Dave let out a little yipe as he heard the door bang and quickly hid underneath the bed covers. "It's just wind," Sky assured him. "Just stay...calm...Dave? I think that the bed is already occupied." Dave looked over to see Helga sound asleep. "If this is dream," the Russian girl mumbled as she clutched Dave like a teddy bear, "Wrap me up in your strong arms and I caress ginger fur. If it is not dream..."

"It's a dream," Dave quickly squeaked out. The wind sounds banged on the door outside, awakening Helga. She noticed Dave meekly smiling at her. "No, it is NOT!" Helga angrily shouted, knocking Dave away.

"We're not here to fight you," Sky assured her.

"U VAS SEYCHAS BOR'BA!"

"Let's not do anything we'll regret," Dave nervously pleaded as Helga stormed towards the duo.

"GOTOV'TES' STAT' MERTVYM MYASOM!"

"We've gotta get out of here," Sky decided. "The window!" She hurriedly opened the door and leapt out of it, with Dave soon following her. "Yes!" Dave breathed out. "We're home free!" The door was suddenly punched through with a fist, leaving a large hole. Helga scowled as she looked out of the hole. "She looks super-pissed," Dave noted.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," Sky dryly remarked while the duo backed up. They suddenly bumped into the killer. "Him again?" Sky moaned.

"Maybe go back to the cabins?" Dave weakly suggested. The duo gasped when they saw the cabin door get ripped off the hinges and tossed aside by Helga. Sky and Dave widened their eyes in fear, then looked at the killer, then at each other. A moment later, the duo were moping as they were sitting inside of the tent. "After fleeing the scary junk not once but twice," Chris teased, "You practically begged the killer to take you."

"What wusses," Jo taunted. You couldn't handle that chick?"

"She literally tore the door off!" Dave protested.

"And it's not just any chick," Nikki defended. "It's Helga."

"She's tough," Rodney added. "A-and fearless."

"Except around dogs," Dawn put in.

"Right, except for- Wait. She's afraid of dogs?"

"Ahem," a voice interrupted. Rodney turned to see Helga staring right at him. "Uh, I didn't-" he stammered. "I think she said-"

"Hey, Snow Giant," Jo taunted. "Woof-woof. Bark-bark."

"Jo, don't tease her," Nikki scolded.

"You do and I'll give you such a pinch!" Helga shouted. She slammed her fist on top of Jo's head, sending her straight into the dirt.

Confessional: Dave (Confused Bears)

"And you wonder why we thought the killer was the safer option."

End Confessional

"How long have we been up?" Brick yawned. Phoebe simply shrugged in response. "You know, Pete?" she asked her stuffed penguin.

"It looks pretty empty outside," Brick noted as he looked outside. "I don't even see Jasmine or Mike. You think something's wrong?"

"Oh, it must be the challenge! Hide and seek. We've gotta find everybody. Maybe coach can help us. Let's go!" Phoebe pulled Brick outside. The duo soon ran up to a twisted-looking willow tree. "Ooh, what a pretty tree," Phoebe gushed. "It looks perfect for a little swing. Or a hammock to relax under." She let out a yelp when she heard a THUD. "Oh, come on," Keith groaned from the other side of the tree. "I was busy training here."

"By punching a tree?" Brick questioned.

"I think you're hurting the tree, coach," Phoebe noted as a chip of bark peeled off.

"It's a tree," Keith pointed out. "It's not like it has feelings." A twig then fell on his head. "Not funny," he grumbled. He froze when he heard the sound of a chainsaw. "Is that...?" He turned and saw the killer holding up his chainsaw. "Who is that?" Brick fearfully asked Keith and Phoebe.

"I think it's a hockey player," Phoebe thought. "Or maybe a butcher. Ooh, a lumberjack pirate, as well!"

"Seriously?" Keith scoffed. "Just-"

"That's right, Phoebe," Brick told her. "And...the challenge is to avoid the lumberjack pirate hockey butcher. He's it, and if he tags you, you're out."

"Not it!" Phoebe exclaimed as she ran away. "Not it!"

"Keith, come on!"

"I'm not running," Keith informed Brick. "You can play games with that squirt, but I'm taking this psycho down!" Brick was about to protest but a swipe from the killer's chainsaw forced him to run. "Bring it on!" Keith challenged before lunging at the killer.

A few moments later, Phoebe ran inside the tent. "Yay!" she squealed with joy as she hopped up and down. "I win! I win!"

"Nice one, Phoebe," Brick panted as he went inside after her. He noticed Chef dragging Keith inside. "Not. A. Word," Keith warned.

"Chef?" Phoebe gasped. "You're the lumberjack pirate hockey butcher? Wow, what a plot twist!"

"The what?" Emma asked in bewilderment.

"Don't ask," Brick advised.

Confessional: Brick (Frogs of Death)

"I didn't want Phoebe spooked. Monster mosquitoes, creepy condors, mutant mammoths and carnivorous crickets in books are one thing, but a Jason Voorhees expy is a whole other ballpark."

End Confessional

Back at the campfire, Gwen was crossing off more people on her chart. "You know what really pisses me off?" she told Trent, Lacey and Duncan. "That I was trying to help them."

"Even people like Heather and Julia?" Trent thought.

"Yes, even them. Not even they deserve to get slashed by an escaped psycho killer."

"Live and learn, sweetheart," Duncan teased while holding two burning sticks.

"You really are a pyro, aren't you?" Trent noted.

"So? I like burning stuff."

"Is that what you went to juvie for?" Gwen inquired.

"Like I'd tell you why I went to juvie."

"Oh, really?" Lacey teased. "If you won't, I just might."

"Wait," Trent cut in, "How would you know why Duncan went to juvie?"

"Another secret for another day," Duncan informed him. The chart suddenly caught on fire. "Holy crap!" Gwen cried out.

"Let's get some water," Trent advised before he and Gwen ran off.

"And then there was one," Duncan slyly noted.

"More like two," Lacey corrected.

"Duncan..." a voice whispered with an echo. "Juvie..."

"You and me, psycho," Duncan and Lacey declared before walking off. A second later, Gwen and Trent splashed a bucket of water onto the flames. "Fire's out," Trent sighed. "Hey, wait a minute. Where's Lacey?"

"Duncan?" Gwen asked. "Lacey? Okay, you know what? I'm getting a sandwich!" She stormed off, with Trent following behind her. On another screen, the campers watched Duncan and Lacey walk towards the killer standing by the dock. "Mother of pearl!" Anthony gasped. "They're gonna face off the escaped psycho killer with the chainsaw and a hook!"

"Huh?" Phoebe asked. "What is Mister Anthony talking about?"

"Nothing," Brick quickly assured her. "Just watching Duncan and Lacey in the challenge."

Confessional: Duncan (Toxic Rats)

"When you've got an all-out prize fight, you wait until the fight's over. One guy's left standing and that's how you know who won."

End Confessional

"Oh, this is gonna be fun," Duncan declared as he readied his fists. "Come and get it, goalie boy." He tossed a chair at the killer, but he sliced it with his chainsaw. Lacey chucked a canoe, but it also got shredded. The duo tossed a life jacket and a surfboard, with them getting shredded. The killer came closer and closer until a fish hit him in the face. "What?" Duncan told him. "We ran out of stuff to throw." Duncan and Lacey screamed as the killer swung his chainsaw at them. However, it got stuck in the dock. Lacey smirked before kicking the killer in the gut, making him release his grip on the chainsaw. "Now things are getting fun," she chuckled as she pulled the chainsaw free. The killer lifted his hooked hand, but Lacey sliced the hook off before catching it. "Pretty badass, Lace," Duncan complimented.

"There's a reason why it's the final girl, Mister Mohawk," Lacey teased. "Now, let's see who's under the mask."

Back in the main lodge, Gwen was sitting at the table while Trent brought over a plate of sandwiches. "It's just some lettuce and ham," he explained. "Still feeling a bit...bummed?"

"I don't get why they didn't listen," Gwen groaned. "I was actually trying to be helpful, and I get ignored. They decided they know best and went off, even Duncan and Lacey."

"Well...I'm still on your side. If that helps."

"Hello to the dark and grim couple," Dean teased as he walked over to the duo.

"And hello to the lackey intern," Gwen countered. "How's it like working for Chris?"

"Terrible. If you're lucky, you can get bathroom duty...and that's saying something when Owen's here."

"There's no way that it's worse than the challenges themselves."

"They're close. But then again, as an intern, I have to test the challenges, so..."

"Fair point," Trent shrugged. "But there must be something good about working behind the scenes."

"I wish," Dean sighed. "Chris doesn't let me get close to the cameras in any way. Supposedly to 'make sure I don't help anyone', which doesn't make sense."

"Oh, really? You're saying if you could see the cameras, you wouldn't help anyone?"

"Nope."

"No one?"

"Exactly."

"Not even your old team?"

"You guys believed I was a thief."

"What about...oh, I don't know...Carly?" Dean's cheeks flushed pink for a moment. "It doesn't matter who," he quickly told the duo. "Chris's rules are absolute in this show. I can't challenge him no matter how much I want to. Um, I'm gonna fix up some drinks to go with those sandwiches." He walked into the kitchen. "Nice kid," Trent noted.

"Maybe..." Gwen sighed. As she ate a sandwich, she noticed a man walking up from behind her. "I wasn't born yesterday, dude," she scoffed. "Please. We watch a scary movie with an escaped psycho killer with a chainsaw and a hook, and here you are running around."

"Gotta give him props for realism," Trent admitted as Dean came back with three glasses filled with red liquid. "Thanks, man." He took a sip but widened his eyes in surprise. "Strong stuff," Trent coughed out after choking the drink down.

"Just whipped together what I could find," Dean explained. "I'm sure I left out any alcohol. I don't wanna clean up after the hangover. I've been there." He noticed the killer letting out heavy breaths. "Another man Chris hired? Like we interns weren't enough? Great. Just lovely."

"You guys lose this?" Lacey boasted after entering the tent with the hockey mask in her hand.

"Yeah, Lace!" Sarah cheered. "You rocked it!"

"And you completely blundered it," Julia scolded to Duncan.

"Lacey kicked ass fair and square," Duncan explained. "And at least I lasted way longer than you guys."

"And at least you didn't shove Lacey into the killer," Austin noted, "Emma."

"What?" Emma protested. "No! I didn't! Anthony and Bowie can back me up. Right?" However, Bowie just turned his head away. "Come on, guys," Anthony defended. "I-"

"Hey, coolio!" Luna gushed while watching the monitors. "Gwennie and Trent are taking on the psycho! Come on, psycho! Bring on the slashing and blood! Guts galore! Ree! Ree! Ree! Ree!"

"Wait a second," Lacey realized. "If Chef's in here, then who's in the lodge with Gwen and Trent?!"

"Holy Lola!" Owen cried out. "It's the real escaped psycho killer with the chainsaw and a hook!" Everyone screamed as they ran out of the tent. "GWEN!" Owen yelled out.

"Wait up," Phoebe panted as she followed behind. "What's going on? Guys!"

"This could be really, really good for ratings," Chris noted.

"Or really, really bad for lawsuits," Oliver pointed out.

"Okay," Gwen told the killer, "I know actors without speaking parts don't get paid much, but seriously, dude, invest in a dental plan and some toothpaste."

Confessional: Escaped Psycho Killer

He sniffed his breath. "Oh."

End Confessional

"Hey, man," Trent told the killer, "I know you're bloodthirsty, but maybe you'd like a sandwich before impaling us with your scary hook." The killer nodded his head no. "Okay, I offered," Trent shrugged. He and Gwen took a sandwich. "Look, you can drop the charade, okay?" Gwen told the killer. "I know you're an actor with a hook prop, but frankly, you're not that scary."

"Try dealing with Chris," Dean joked. "True horror at its finest." The killer removed his hook, revealing a stub where his hand once was. "Ew, gross!" Gwen noted. "How did they get it to go all scabby like that?"

"Probably a make-up job from the interns," Trent shrugged. "We could ask...Dean?" He noticed the honest worker was hiding behind the table. "Get out of there," he advised in a whisper. "Now!"

"Such lame acting," Gwen sighed. "The big guy's better, but not by much." The killer roared as he lifted his hook and chainsaw. "GWEN!" the group shouted as they entered the main lodge. "HE'S THE REAL ESCAPED PSYCHO KILLER WITH A CHAINSAW AND A HOOK!"

"What?" Gwen and Trent asked with a surprised expression. The killer roared again, making Trent duck down and Gwen screaming with fright. Gwen then kicked the killer in the jaw. "Ow!" he complained. "That was totally uncalled for! Man, I am so out of here. I was treated way better in prison."

"Bye-bye, Mister Lumberjack Pirate Hockey Butcher Man," Phoebe announced with a wave.

"The what? What's even in your head, loony kid?"

"Hey!" Brick shouted. "I can take a lot of brutal things, but NO ONE calls my friend Phoebe loony! Let me at him!" Rodney and Nikki struggled to hold the cadet back. "And people call me psycho," the killer scoffed before walking out the door. DJ simply fainted. "Nice going, Gwen," Duncan complimented. "Taking out a real psycho killer."

"You were definitely much braver than some guys," Lacey noted. She shot a glare at Trent and Dean, hiding behind the table. "Okay, so I'm a bit of a coward," Trent admitted.

"Can you blame us, though?" Dean pointed out.

"What matters is that everyone's alive and well," Carly breathed out.

"Yeah, yeah," Jo blandly agreed. "Blah, blah, blah. Just tell us who won already!"

"That decision will be going to our very fake psycho killers," Chris announced. "Who's our big winner?"

"It should clearly be the Screaming Gophers," Chef decided. "Not only did Lacey beat me, but Gwen also took down a real killer. That should be credited."

"Yes!" Owen cheered. "Whoo-hoo! Isn't that great, guys?"

"Just be grateful we're not booting YOU for what you did to Izzy," Lacey reminded him.

"No surprise there," Chris commented. "But the bigger question is who bit it the biggest?"

"Tough call," Chef noted. "All the other teams had at least one big screw-up to their name, like with Dave and Sky, or with DJ and Emma, or with Brick and Phoebe."

"At least the Frogs and Bears had some members who had the sense to bail before the killer got close to them," Karol pointed out. "Unlike the Rats. Toxic Rats, you lose! You're sending someone home tonight!"

"What?" DJ protested. "Seriously?"

"Oh, come on!" Anthony groaned.

"Talk about a wild night," Samey breathed out as she fixed her bed in the cabin. "I still can't believe it was all just a challenge."

"I can't believe Princess Goody-Goody can make a brownie without burning it," Anne-Maria remarked between bites. "These are good." However, she noticed Zoey was still looking depressed in her bunk. "She still looks pretty upset," Nikki noted. "Um, maybe a good night's rest will help you out, Zoey." Zoey just moaned as she pulled the cover over her. "That ain't gonna do a damn thing," Anne-Maria scoffed. "You gotta confront things directly. Where's that lanky lowlife at?"

"We just got the door put back up," Nikki protested. "Don't-" SLAM! "Break it down again," Nikki sighed as she saw the door lying on the floor. Anne-Maria quickly found Mike, who was sleeping in a tree branch. She chucked her shoes at him, hitting him in the face and making him fall. "Hey!" Mike complained after coughing out some grass. "What did you do that for?!"

"Maybe it has to do with the fact that you promised a date with Zoey and YOU STOOD HER UP!" Anne-Maria angrily lashed out, knocking Mike back a bit.

Confessional: Anne-Maria (Frogs of Death)

"Hey, I may not like Princess Goody-Goody, but no girl should ever get stood up on a date. Mike better get his act together or I'll give him a world of hurt!"

Confessional: Mike (Frogs of Death)

"Fudge, I completely forgot about Zoey! But with all the stuff with the howling and Paul and..." He sighed in defeat. "I screwed up."

End Confessionals

Later, the Toxic Rats were at the campfire ceremony. Bridgette, Geoff, Dawn, Anthony, Emma, Bowie, Lightning and Julia were in the back row while Sam, Courtney, Austin, Harold, Scott, Luna, Duncan and DJ were in the front row. "Time for the all-important moment of truth," Chris began. "And since Chef's a bit preoccupied making sure our real psycho killer gets back to prison, I'll have intern Karol say who's most likely to go home."

"DJ, you're a wuss!" Karol began. "You screamed and fled before any killer even saw you!"

Confessional: DJ (Toxic Rats)

"Hey, Heather is a bit scary in her own right. But who am I kidding? No one will want a coward on their team."

End Confessional

"Emma, you're despicable!" Karol continued. "You shoved two of your friends into the killer! Plus, getting back with Chase? Uh-uh."

"It wasn't like that," Emma defended. "And even so, Bowie had it coming for what he-"

"You're not helping your case, lass," Anthony advised. "And we don't need some bossy little-"

"Zip it, Jack Sparrow," Karol warned. "I'm not finished. And Julia, you're unlikable. No one likes you and might wanna get rid of you. Okay, I'm finished. Chris, can I go now?"

"Whatever," Chris said. "Now, get to voting, Rats."

Confessional: Emma (Toxic Rats)

"I'm putting down my vote for Bowie. I need to make sure he's kicked off the island. Not for me, for Chase."

Confessional: Anthony (Toxic Rats)

"My vote has to be for that Mako. I bet my eye she's the reason Emma started to get even more riled up at us."

Confessional: Julia (Toxic Rats)

"No one in their right minds would want someone who'll throw their 'friends' at a killer on the team. The pirate doesn't count. He's a parrot short of a ship."

Confessional: Scott (Toxic Rats)

"Julia is a pain, but if I vote for her now, Luna will know. If I vote Emma, Bowie and Anthony will know. I'm putting my vote for DJ. It might be the only chance we have to do it."

End Confessionals

"The votes are in," Chris announced. "Get a marshmallow, you're safe. The first one goes to...Duncan. Harold, Scott, Austin, Dawn, Lightning, Geoff, Bridgette, Anthony, Courtney and Sam. Also safe with one vote each, Luna and Bowie." Emma grunted under her breath as Bowie caught his marshmallow. "Three campers and two marshmallows," Chris announced, "But tonight, the person going home is..." DJ had a downed look while Emma looked more worried and Julia eyed the marshmallows intensely. "..."

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"...Emma."

"Yes!" Julia exclaimed as she caught her marshmallow.

"What?!" Emma and Anthony protested, completely flabbergasted.

"Why are you so shocked, traitor?" Austin scolded.

"So you guys are telling me you believed Miss Mako's word over Emma?" Anthony pointed out.

Confessional: DJ (Toxic Rats)

"I didn't vote for Emma because of that. I did it for her own good. You saw how being with Chase warped her head. Though I didn't expect everyone else to agree with me. I thought I would be the one to leave."

Confessional: Duncan (Toxic Rats)

"Bowie's alliance is a threat. We needed to break it up somehow."

Confessional: Dawn (Toxic Rats)

"It's sad when love turns to poison."

Confessional: Bridgette (Toxic Rats)

"Hopefully some time away from the island will help Emma. I hope."

Confessional: Julia (Toxic Rats)

"Bowie just lost an ally. That means it'll be easier to take him down later. Ah, I love when a plan comes together."

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

"You know, even after Emma sided with that jerk Chase over her friend, I STILL didn't have the nerve to vote for her! Hopefully Anthony's words to her sank through to her thick skull. It's probably her only salvation at this point."

End Confessionals

"Emma, time to hit the dock," Chris told her.

"So long, Emma," Anthony sadly said. "We'll miss you."

"No, we won't," Julia taunted.

"Shut up!" Soon, Emma was walking down the Dock of Shame.

Confessional: Emma (Toxic Rats)

"When I first got here, I was just, like, a little mad at Chase. But I think I hid it well. Then he totally helped me win immunity with the pole challenge, then we kissed! So, I may not be going back home with a million dollars, but I am going home to a boyfriend!"

End Confessional

Emma had a smile as the Boat of Losers carried her away. "Total...Drama...Island..." the killer echoed in a whisper. "Total...Drama...Island...oh, man. That really hurts. I think it's bleeding. Is it bleeding?"

Votes:

Voted for Emma: Duncan, DJ, Bridgette, Dawn, Julia, Austin, Luna

Voted for DJ: Scott, Courtney, Harold

Voted for Julia: Anthony, Bowie, Lightning

Voted for Bowie: Emma

Voted for Luna: Sam

Eliminated: Emma (7-3-3-1-1)

100) Caleb (Toxic Rats)

99) Staci (Toxic Rats)

98) B (Toxic Rats)

97) Axel (Frogs of Death)

96) Elias (Screaming Gophers)

95) Eva (Confused Bears)

94) Olivia (Screaming Gophers)

93/92) Katie/Sadie (Confused Bears)

91) Noah (Confused Bears)

90) Justin (Screaming Gophers)

89) Nichelle (Toxic Rats)

88) Lauren (Confused Bears)

87) Dean (Confused Bears)

86) Alan (Screaming Gophers)

85) Leonard (Toxic Rats)

84) 'Dumb' Damien (Screaming Gophers)

83/82) Corey (Screaming Gophers)/Laney (Frogs of Death)

81) Jane (Frogs of Death)

80) 'Smart' Damien (Frogs of Death)

79) MK (Toxic Rats)

78/77) Wayne/Raj (Toxic Rats)

76) Dakota (Toxic Rats)

75) Lara (Confused Bears)

74) Beardo (Confused Bears)

73) Amy (Frogs of Death)

72) Ripper (Frogs of Death)

71) Chase (Screaming Gophers)

70) Emma (Toxic Rats)

Episode 28, and boy, is there a lot here! So, first off, the elimination. I know a few of you are bummed that Emma's gone, but I think I at least did it a bit better than canon. Anthony tried to be a peacemaker between Emma and Bowie, but Julia's words were enough to turn Emma against them...for a bit.

We also have the first Chris statue found! Just how might Sky and Dave use it?

And poor, poor Ethan's world just got a hard shake, didn't it? Just how might things turn out now?

The song Helen was singing in the chase montage was "It's Terror Time Again" by Skycycle.

The next episode will have a few spooks as the campers paddle to the dreaded Boney Island. Until next time, enjoy and have a good day.