ANDERSON HOME

The Early Next Morning, Aiden and I are asleep in his bed laying under the plush thick green bedcover. He's asleep beside me, gently cuddling me.

Nightmare

At Oak Valley For Troubled Peers, I'm slowly wandering around in a hallway. A blood-stained hand is smeared on the wall, causing me to become worried.

I slowly walks further down the hallway and into the main room and sees Miss. Bergstine laying on the carpet floor, clutching her bleeding stomach with her hand.

"Miss. Bergstine?" I said, scurrying up to her and crouches down to her, gently putting my hand on her stomach stab wound. "It's gonna be okay."

"Will it?" Quinton Kiermont asked.

I looks up at Quinton Kiermont and slowly gets up to my feet. "You. You stabbed her."

"No, Angie. You did." Quinton tells me with a straight face. "You have Miss. Bergstine's blood on your hand."

I look at my left hand, which is blood-stained.

"Angie?" Robyn said.

I look at Yvonne, Robyn, Zach and Aiden. "Guys?" I said.

"You're a monster, Angie." Quinton said, causing me to look at him again. "You're a monster, just like me."

Quinton and I exchange looks at each other.

Waking up from the nightmare, I gasps awake and sits up straight. Aiden tiredly wakes up and slowly sits up straight with the bedcover covering the lower half of his body.

"Angie?" Aiden said. "Are you okay?" He asked me, worriedly.

"Yeah. I'm okay." I reassured him.

"Had a nightmare?" Aiden said, gently wraps his arm around my shoulder.

"Yeah." I said.

"You want to talk about it?" He asked me, as we both gently lays back down on his bed.

"I was at the Oak Valley, and Miss. Bergstine was laying on the carpet floor, bleeding from her stomach stab wound.
You and the guys were there. And Quinton was too." I tell Aiden about my nightmare. "I tried to stop Miss. Bergstine's bleeding from her stomach stab wound, I had her blood on my hand. And Quinton said that I was a monster, just like him."

"You're not a monster, Angie. You never were." said Aiden. "And besides, Quinton's sociopathic."

"We have to know some more about Quinton Kiermont. Because if me and the guys encounters him again, we don't know what he's really capable of." I said to Aiden.

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SAUNDERS HOME

That same morning, Aiden, Yvonne, Robyn, Zach and I are sitting at the kitchen table with Quinton Kiermont's psychological profile file folder from Oak Valley and the Arrington Asylum Facility.

"What are we looking for, Ang?" Zach asked, looking through Quinton psychological profile documents.

"I'll know when I see it." I said to him, gently through the profile documents. "What do we know about Quinton Kiermont so far already?"

"He's a sociopath." Yvonne said.

"He and Amy are a psychological duo." Robyn said.

"Quinton has Bunny Masked crazy asylum henchmen working with him." Aiden said.

"And Quinton was committed into the Arrington Asylum." Zach said.

"But there's something still off." I said.

"Maybe, Quinton and Amy aren't really married." said Robyn.

"Quinton and Amy are married, they love each other in their own psychological twisted way." I said.

"Amy said that where she fails, her husband, Quinton, will succeed." Aiden said.

"That's crazy talk." Zach said.

"Not really." I said. "Ever since, I've known Amy, she's been trying to get me to embrace my darkness. She has a bubble map with Polaroid pictures of me and you guys."

"But what if the bubble map isn't for her?" Robyn said.

"It's for her husband, Quinton." I said, starting to figure it out.

"Amy failed at trying to get you to embrace your darkness." Yvonne said.

"So, she's gonna get Quinton Kiermont to do it for her." Aiden said.

"Amy went after Sharron, my Mom, and then, my Dad, hoping that I would become angry and go after her." I said, pulling out my phone.

"Who are you phone dialing, Andy?" Zach asked me.

"Sharron." I said.

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ARRINGTON ASYLUM FACILITY

That evening, Me and the Saunders Gang, along with Sharron and my Mom, Special Agent Sam, have escorted Amy Tooney into the main room.

Amy looks at us and notices she's tied up to a chair. "What the hell is this? Oh, wait, let me guess, this is some sort of revenge." She said in her English accent.

"You're back home at the Arrington Asylum Facility." My Mom said. "And this time, you're not getting out of here."

Amy Tooney starts to chuckle, menacingly. "You fools. You have no idea, don't you? I might be psychological insane. But I am so smart. And by the way, I lost the bet."

I become confused. "What bet?"

Amy Tooney grins, sly, at me. "Where I have failed, Quinton will succeed."

Succeed how?" My Mom asked.

"You wanted to come back to the Arrington Asylum, didn't you?" I said to Amy.

"Maybe, maybe not." Amy said, untying herself with her pocket knife, still sitting in the chair. "When Quinton and I gotten married, I informed him about you guys and this ruined small town Arrington. Quinton has his own schemes. But that's good, that's very good." She pulls out a revolver handgun from her peacoat jacket. "So, farewell, Angie Saunders. And farewell to this small town Arrington." and aims her revolver handgun at her head with a smile.

"Amy, don't?!" I exclaimed.

And Amy kills herself by putting a bullet in her head, falling sideways on the carpet floor, and the revolver handgun falls onto the carpet floor.

The guys and I becomes shocked.

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