An Unus Annus Fanfic: But it Gets Increasingly More Frustrating to Read

Chapter 4

Even though I no longer had the help of the clues, I had to keep going. I've made it this far. Besides, at least this video should be easy to fix. I could already tell what was missing. Ethan was nowhere to be found, meaning I had to take his place.

"You guys ready?" The instructor asked.

"I'm ready!" Mark joked waving at the camera. He was standing off to the side a good bit meaning Ethan was the one about to fight.

I really hope they don't expect me to remember the choreography... I sprinted into place just as the fight choreographer got positioned.

"And... Action!"

I was to the side just enough so that when Mr. Instructor sent his left fist flying it missed me. Unfortunately his next move was a quick right hook. His fist connected with the side of my head right before I could duck far enough down to evade it. My vision started to go dark. Or maybe it was just the scenery changing again? If I recall correctly there was a moment in the video that Ethan didn't dodge the right way and got clocked in the head. It made me laugh when I watched it. It's not so funny actually getting hit.

'Of course they would make that part of the video the one I needed to fill in for' I thought to myself rolling my eyes.

The new scenery was somewhere outside surrounded by woods. The transitions between videos seemed to be moving faster. I hope that means I don't have many left. The walkie-talkie made another sad attempt at communication but I couldn't make out any words this time. If this wasn't over soon, I worried that I wouldn't be able to figure it out on my own. We never really discussed what happened if I failed the "escape room"... hopefully I don't have to find out.

I was standing under a tree, and there was a fence behind it. This looked like scenery from their Camp Unus Annus videos. Sure enough, with a quick glance up, I found Mark and Ethan in their camp merch, halfway up the tree. This had to be the video where they saved the Wubble cat from the tree. Oh no... Where was the Wubble cat?!

"Mark I can't get the cat. It's too far away," Ethan said, reaching for the empty space where the ball should have been.

"Are you-... Are you pretending?" Mark asked.

"It's much too far," Ethan ignored Mark.

You have got to be kidding me.

"There is NO WAY I'm climbing all the way up this tree!" I frantically yelled into my walkie.

Nothing. Not even a screech back at this point.

Fun little fact about me: I used to always love climbing trees. Another fun fact: I always have an extreme breakdown trying to climb back down because I have a paralyzing fear of heights. I know, great combo right?
There didn't seem to be a way around this. I couldn't leave until I completed the task. And I couldn't complete the task without climbing the tree. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad though. What if I don't have to climb down? Maybe I can do this.

I took a deep breath and gathered any ounce of determination I had left. I can do this. After building up the courage I realized I was neither strong enough, nor tall enough to even get to the first branch like they did. On second thought maybe I can't do this. Now would be the perfect time for whoever is writing this stupid fanfiction to realize their plot hole and start this chapter over. Maybe I could start this video on a branch instead of on the ground? No? Fine, I guess it's just time to get creative then.

I went in the cabin they were staying in and opened up Amy's duffle bag. She was the mastermind behind the Unus Annus videos after all, there had to be something here to help me. I reached my arm further and further down, never feeling the end. This was some Mary Poppins bag stuff going on right here. Everything I pulled out seemed to be a prop from past videos. Just then an idea struck me. I grabbed what I needed and headed back to the tree.