Vic's Point of View:
I was getting frustrated with this whole situation. I cursed and cursed at every letterbox, only to find no letter marked with an x.
"This is impossible!" Paris screamed and slumped onto the road. Ashton went to comfort her and she shrugged him off. She quickly looked up, and looked at him apologetically.
"We only have 10 minutes left!" Mike cried and bolted to the next house. I groaned in anger and kicked the letter box I was at.
"One of us is going to disappear.." Added Hayley, and she ran to the house next to the one Mike was at. Most of us had given up, and I was so close.
"We have to keep looking!" I encouraged, and continued walking.
"We have seven minutes left! There are ten more houses on this street!" Isabella exclaimed, tears falling down her face. I walked up to her and held her tight. She cried into my chest and I rubbed the back of her head.
"Izzy, you can't five up now." I urged and she shook her head.
"We are never going to find it." I looked around.

"Where's Jaime?" I asked and Isabella shot up.
"Jaime? Jaime!" Isabella drew back and looked around frantically. Jaime was no where in sight. Paris looked up at Isabella.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"Has anybody seen Jaime?" Isabella cried, and everybody stopped dead in their tracks.

"Don't tell me he's been taken! We still have time!" My heart began to race. They couldn't have taken Jaime. Not now.
"We still have.. Time!" Mike shrieked and slammed his fist onto the steel letterbox. Ashton flinched and looked at me.

"Try calling him!" I whipped out my phone and dialled his number.
I waited. It rang twice.
He answered.
"Guess what!" Jaime cried and I breathed out.
"Jaime where the hell are you? We thought you were taken!"
"Calm down, we still have time. Turn around." He hung up and I spun around.
Jaime was standing behind me holding a small envelope.
He grinned wildly as he walked up to me and handed me the envelope. Isabella rushed into him and wrapped her arms around his body.
"I thought I had lost you!" She cried, and Jaime hugged her back.
"Nah, I'm not going anywhere just yet." He softly laughed and Isabella smiled. I quickly ripped open the envelope.

Are you trying to test my boundaries? I gave you plenty of time, and yet you find this letter six minutes before your time was up?
I must say, I am impressed.
I am giving you the night off tonight. Congratulations; no more finding letters for any of you.
Go straight home and live your life normally. I will start the game again tomorrow.
I do hope you are having as much fun as I am.

"Is this guy for real?" I asked nobody in particular. Everybody was soon around me.
"What does it say?" Mike asked curiously. I looked at him in frustration.
"He's giving us the night off! Said he'll start the game again tomorrow." Mike and Ashton both groaned, and Paris let out a small psychotic laugh.
"You have got to be kidding me." She looked at the note and shook her head. This entire thing was getting to us all.
"Well," Hayley sighed. " I guess we go home then?" I nodded my head and hopped into the car. The ride was quiet, and I was beginning to miss Tony like crazy.

"Man, I miss my buddy." Mike mumbled, almost as if he had read my thoughts.
"Me too." Ashton added, and I heard Jaime sigh.
"We will get him back, I promise." I exclaimed. Everybody nodded, but I knew nobody wanted to get their hopes up.

I dropped Hayley off first, and then Paris and Ashton. Jaime decided to stay round mine and I couldn't refuse. We all slumped out of the car and into the house. I was beginning to feel really dead inside and my skin was urging me to scratch at it repeatedly. Isabella saw my frustration and grabbed my hands. She looked into my eyes and softly shook her head.
"Not tonight, baby." She whispered and I kissed her.

We all sat down and stared lifelessly at the blank television screen. It felt different without Tony and I knew nobody wanted to talk about what had happened. Mike was the first to get up.
"I'm going in my room. I need to sleep." He mumbled and shuffled upstairs. He slammed his door shut and we all heard him cry out. A lump was forming in my throat and I tried to swallow it. I felt sorry for my brother, and for everybody else. Whoever was behind all of this, is sick and twisted.

Jaime sighed loudly and slouched into the sofa. He looked overly tired and I took it as our time to leave him. I smiled at him weakly and stood up. I held out my hand to Isabella and she took it half heartedly. We slowly walked upstairs, not sharing a word between us.
Doing the usual routine, we slumped into the bed. I checked the time to see it was only 7:14 pm, and groaned. It felt so much later than that, and I just wanted to sleep forever. I kissed Isabella goodnight and fell asleep all too quickly.

Isabella's Point of View:
I saw a large figure standing in the door way of Vic's room. I watched as it creeped slowly forward towards me. I did nothing but watch. As it got closer, it reached out its hand. I stared as it placed its hand onto my mouth and nose. I struggled to break free, but couldn't. I was slowly fading away..

My eyes suddenly darted open. I tried to regain my breathing, but couldn't. I slowly came back into reality only to discover that my dream was reality.
Somebody was smothering me.

I reached out and grabbed their hand. I tried to break free, but the figure only applied more pressure. I tried to breathe but it only made things worse. I clawed at the figures arm, tears streaming down my face. I tried to scream, but realised nobody could hear.Where was Vic? Was the only thing that was racing through my mind.
I tried with all my strength to release their grip, but only got weaker in the process. My head was beginning to pound out of my skull as I failed to break free. My breathing became very short and a new kind of blackness was drowning me. I began to see different dots and shapes flood through my mind. My hand let go of the figures arm and I welcomed the dark.