Author's Note: Hey, guys! So.... the challenge ended and Megan died, so drama's about to ensue. Get ready for one wild ride, is all I'm gonna say. So, let's just get right on into it.

Your Author, Marbella. <3

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'And as we entered, we all held our breath....'

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Gear's POV: 

Me, Val, Lana, Oli, and Joey re-enter the lounge.

As soon as we return, everybody falls into shock-terror.

"No!" Vanessa gasps, her hands covering her mouth as she stands.

"Is Megan dead?" Lizzie questions, worry written on her face.

"Yeah. The damn acrobat started throwing knives at her and we had to cleanse the baton..." I stutter, rubbing the back of my neck.

"There was no way... we could've saved her..." Lana confesses, biting her lip, tears brimming in her eyes as I hug her.

Zach's face drops straight into his fists.

He's been broken, crushed even.

And we get it, she was your wife, but... there's 9 other people here, ya know! 

Not trying to be insensitive, of course, I'm just saying...

Lizzie: 'Yeah... we've made the mistake that is going to cost us our lives.'

"The only thing I heard," Zach fumes as he stands, still crying.

"Is that you KILLED MY WIFE!"

"OK, not meaning to be rude, but if you're going to blame any of us, blame Joey; he was her partner," Lia says, Veronica nudging her.

"BUT IT'S YOUR FAULT! YOU DID THIS, YOU FUCKING CUNTS!" He roared, his sobs fuelled by resentment.

Oli: 'Is this because we all voted for Megan and Zach and her voted for me and Gear?'

"And we have Dumb and Dumber over there!" Zach yells, pointing at me and Lana.

OK, first, don't call my girlfriend dumb, that's just pushing it in itself and second... who the fuck are you calling dumb? 

Your wife was as subtle about her stupidity as a cock flopping around the room; if anything, she's dumb and dumber!

"You told the others about their relationship, didn't you, Lizzie?" Val asks, setting an eyebrow in the air.

"Well, I thought it was crucial. You know, so we didn't get suspicious in the future." Lizzie explains, many of us agreeing with someone for once.

But, regardless, Zach is... livid, to say the least.

He's still muttering under his breath about how we're all freaks. Everybody is frozen by his actions.

It's as though he's gone crazy and is plotting our demise.

And then... he halts.

He's looking at us all, and we're all just terrified.

Tears of rage are still streaming down his face.

The room has fallen as silent as a church in prayer.

Soon, he finally speaks.

"If she can't make it, nobody can..."

TO BE CONTINUED. <3