Episode 2: Evil Dread!

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Cameron's POV

Spending the night in the old cabin was not the most ideal scenario.

What was I to expect anyway? I mean, it was the same cabin as last time, what would Chris have possibly done to make it any different? Perhaps I was just overthinking it, I tend to do that surprisingly often, more so than usual, though I haven't quite figured out why. However, on that note, it was much worse last night.

I don't know what it could have been, but my thoughts just kept swirling around in my head non-stop. It took a bit of thinking to pinpoint why, and I concluded that it was because of Cassidy. The fact that she wasn't on my team despite rightfully earned a spot amongst the heroes, our main rival just dragged her off with him off the island!

Wow, I don't normally get this angry over things . . . it's intriguing what a close relationship with someone entails.

My concerns for her safety, no matter how many times I and my fellow teammates reassured me that she would be okay, kept persisting throughout the night, and I only just fell asleep before dawn. I was awoken by the sudden, overwhelming amount of powder that filled the cabin room. I coughed, shooting up in my bunk and whipping my head around. "What? What was . . . what was that?"

I turned to Mike, who was just as covered in the mysterious powder as I was, and watched as he sniffed the content on his hand. He grimaced for a second, looking back at me, "It's some kind of breakfast powder I think . . . guess the food budget went to the spa hotel, hey, buddy?" Mike laughed, and I returned it half-heartedly, wiping my glasses with the end of my sleeve.

//

//Sierra//

I hate to break Chris's rules about smuggling special items, like my cell phone, but I have to keep my TD Blogs current! Zoey is even sweeter than she is on T.V. Courtney is even . . . Courtney-er than ever! It's better this way. Last time, I had a teenie bit of a problem with internet withdrawal. Without this link to Cody-Wody, I'd probably lose my MIND!

//Heather//

Puh-leeze, this 'my legs don't work' thing is obviously bogus. He just wants sympathy, but news flash! I'm not falling for him- IT, falling for IT!

//Alejandro//

I've never found Heather to be more radiant. Her glossy locks, her permafrown, the way the hair on her upper lip catches the light when she yells at me! Keep in mind, I was in a robot suit for a year.

//Cameron//

Okay, is it illogical of me to worry about Cassidy so much? I mean, it's not like she's on the island alone, only she's alone with Lightning! I'm sure nothing bad could happen . . . right?

//

Soon enough, Sam woke up, and after we stomach some of the 'breakfast', I went on ahead with Mike as Chris called us out for the challenge. We caught up with the rest of our team, where we all collected on the beach, with Zoey helping me up onto our platform.

From our side, I could see Gwen blindsiding Duncan, which admittedly had me somewhat perplexed. I glanced up at where Chris stood, in a higher-up platform surveying the area, while he spoke to the camera from above, "Ouch, someone's invisible. T.V. couples, is it ever a good idea?" Part of my face started to feel warm, I was unsure why, but it became clear enough when a boat horn blasted nearby.

We all turned out attention towards the noise, relief rushing through me as soon as I saw Cassidy on the approaching boat. She and Lightning exchanged a look, and with a surprising amount of synchronization, they flipped off the moving boat and onto their team's platform. Her hair waved around in the wind as if everything was in slow motion, and her landing was stuck perfectly. The morning sun practically glittered off of her as she sent the rest of her team a confident, friendly smile, only for Lightning's landing to overshadow her and turn the entrance from welcoming to distasteful -- at least for him.

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