Gwen and Duncan were inside the house asleep on the sofá still. Gwen had stirred in her sleep on the sofá as her eyes slowly opened, meeting the still dark insides of the house. As soon as she moves she falls off the couch. “OOF!” She exhales as she meets the floor. The vibration causes the remote control to fall of it’s mesa, tabela and land on the ‘on’ button.
The televisão flickered on as there was a news report. “And the tragic death of our 2 famous hosts will always be remembered. Chris McClean and Chef machadinha, machado are reported dead, surprisingly they were the only 2 victims to be killed as everyone else has survived the accident.” The reporter says speaking into the camera. Gwen gets wide-eyed as she gets up pushing Duncan around on the couch. “Duncan! Wake up!”
Duncan rolls over after tossing a travesseiro at her face. “Investigators say the accident was due to a lighting malfunction. Apparently, the skylight had fallen and caused a fogo throughout the studio and impacted an explosion, killing them instantly.” The reporter finished as Gwen watched. She then starts to remember the radio commercial yesterday when they were on the road. “Apparently the ceiling fã which was apart of the set had came down and sliced the topo, início of Chef Hatchet’s head off, causing a fast and rápido, swift death for him.” The reporter says. “We’re slashing prices on all lighting fixtures!” The commercial went through her head.
“Holy crap.” Duncan says as he was now awake. Gwen turned around to see him as she had the most deathly afraid look she could muster. “What’s wrong?” Duncan asks looking at her.
“I-I think, I knew.” Gwen stuttered through her tongue.
“Knew what?” Duncan asked as he stood up off the couch.
Gwen looked back at the televisão as it was now on an educational show about undersea life. Her attention was caught onto it for a while as soon aleatório imagens flooded her mind. The water from the tv turned into blood, the fishing pole through out a wire that seemed sharper than it was. Gwen’s pupils dilated as the barco on the televisão seemed to come out the tv to her face and the speedometer was shown spinning out of control.
Her head jolted back as she snapped out of it upon the telephone ringing. “I got it.” Duncan says as he picks it up off the ringer. “Hello?”
“DID YOU SEE THE NEWS!?” A frantic female voice came from the other end.
Duncan moved his ear away from the phone. “Yes we saw what happened, you don’t have to scream it to the world.” Duncan says as Gwen walks into the bathroom and runs water into the sink. As it fills up she splashes water on her face. When she removes her hands from her face she sees a cloaked figure in the mirror. She quickly turns around to find nothing there. Her coração is beating a mile a minuto right now as Duncan calls her.
Duncan hangs up the phone as Gwen walks out the bathroom holding her head. “Hey, Courtney invited us to a barco house party to celebrate the whole survival thing. Everyone’s parents are going to be there too.” Duncan says as Gwen just walks up to him and wraps her arms around him. “I don’t want to think about boats right now.”
With Cody, Noah, and Harold.
All 3 of them come up to the enormous boathouse, casa de barcos in the speedboat. Courtney comes out welcoming them as they get out. “Hey, glad you guys could make it. My parents rented the house for us the entire night.” Courtney says walking back inside. Cody hops out the lancha first onto the dock. Harold tries to seguinte but the barco starts wobbling around. One of the fishing poles in the back falls off the assento and gets caught between one of the seats and the front window. Noah sets the bucket of worms on the drivers seat. Harold gets out finally as Noah follows behind him.
“That had to be one of the worse fishing experiences on the face of the planet.” Noah says wringing his damp camisa out.
“It would’ve been better if Cody didn’t start throwing chocolate into the water.” Harold says as he takes the fishing hat off.
Outside night had started to fall as the sun was hiding behind the clouds to cast nothing but dim purple and laranja light. Duncan and Gwen had arrived to the boathouse, casa de barcos now as they got out there car. Gwen held Duncan’s arm tightly as they headed to the boathouse. “Are you ok?” Duncan asks as Gwen loosens her grip. “I’m fine, really.”
Inside the party had been on full throttle now as everyone was talking, the música was blasting, and everyone was having a good time, ironic due to the situation at hand. The loud música in the house was causing a vibration to the speedboat. The vibration made the fishing pole line start to slowly unreel as almost the entire reel was out.
Back inside.
Courtney watched as Duncan was coming with Gwen. She held a cup of soco in her hands and sighed. “Upset?” Heather asked appearing seguinte to her por the window.
“How many times must I tell you, no.” Courtney says tightening the grip on her cup. Alejandro appeared behind Heather with his arms around her waist. Courtney sighed and walked away. “Aye, our baby can’t be around such pressure.” Alejandro says beijar her neck. “Sh-should we tell them?” Heather asks as she moans form his kisses. “You’re the mother, it’s your decision.”
Across the room.
Harold had been playing with his yo-yo while Noah read his book. “Since when was Heather so in to Al.” Harold asks as his yo-yo rose up and down. “Since the ending of World Tour. You were there, remember, how it ended.” Noah says looking up from his book at Harold. “Yeah well, I thought she just did that to win.” Harold walked away from the mesa, tabela as he was tripped por Duncan who had just walked in.
Duncan went into hysterical laughter now as Gwen was too deep in thought to notice anything happening. Everytime she looked at water it turned into blood in her mind. “Hey Gwen.” Cody walked to her with Sierra following close behind. “Oh, h-hey.” Gwen said taking in a deep breath.
“Did you hear about the whole Chef and Chris dying thing?” Cody asked as the subject made Gwen cringe. “Yeah, I heard.”
“It almost makes this seem like a celebration for that.” Cody smiles as Gwen drifts back into her premonition thoughts.
“IDIOT!” Harold yells as his yo-yo flies out his hand and rolls outside the boathouse, casa de barcos and into the water. “No, not again.” He gets up and runs outside.
The vibration of the música had started making the bucket of worms in the assento of the lancha start to slide off the edge of the seat. The key, which was still in the ignition, was met with a eerie wind as it turned and the barco created a loud purring noise. Harold was outside now on his stomach on the dock with his hand in the water trying to find out where the yo-yo went. “GOSH!”
Heather and Al were inside now as Heather sat on Al’s lap in a chair. She stared down at her stomach and then back up at everyone before she blew her fingers and a loud whistle came out. Silence swept over everyone like a bad infection as everyone went quiet. “Uhm, everyone, I have an announcement to make.” Heather says as Al stand sup behind her.
Outside, the bucket finally fell as it landed on the gas pedal. The lancha sped around the house as the reel from the fishing pole was flying in the air behind it. Harold stood up just in time to meet a demise as the fishing line flew at his head. The line wrapped around his neck as the barco sped off and started dragging Harold behind it across the dock. Harold was then stopped por one of the large wooden suspenders used to hold the barco house up. He was being pulled por the line and the barco as the wire tightened around his neck and he struggled to pull it free.
Back inside.
Heather took a deep breath and began to speak. “Me and Alejandro…” She paused as everyone around her stared. “Are having a baby!” Everyone gasped simultaneously as chatter went around the room before a large cheer erupted. Happy tears fell down her cheeks before Al came around with a kiss. Duncan had held Gwen from behind as Gwen forgot all about her thoughts for a moment. Even Noah had to clap for what happened.
Back outside, however, the barco was struggling to keep going as inside the barco another fishing pole fell on the gear shift as it changed to maximum. The barco went full speed now as the wire flew through Harold’s neck and the barco sped away. Large amounts of blood seeped down his neck and onto his hamburger camisa and into the water.
Heather and Al walked outside as they kissed each other one last time before they saw Harold. Harold’s head fell off as it landed in the water. Inside, a loud shriek was heard as everyone looked outside.
