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Sunny

"Catch!" I shouted, looking down the elevator shaft. Catch had fallen past Taylor, so I couldn't see him anymore. "Catch!"

"I got Toby!" Catch called up to me. "They call me Catch for a reason, you know!"

"Okay, hang in there!" I replied. "Taylor, do you think you can climb?"

"No, my back is killing me!" Taylor groaned.

"Alright," I said, thinking up a plan. "You guys just hang in there. I'll climb up, get some elevator cables, and see if I can pull you guys up. I think these things have pulleys at the top of their shafts. Don't fall off, okay?"

I didn't wait for them to reply. Bracing my feet against the side wall, I started walking up the elevator shaft, using the cable to pull myself up. I didn't have to go far before I found a loose cable. The end was frayed, the individual threads splayed apart. This was the one that had snapped, the one that had sent the elevator plummeting down the shaft. I grabbed it and slid back down the shaft, stopping just before I ran into Taylor.

"Here," I said, leaning down toward her. "Tie this around your waste. I can help if you want."

I was about to hand Taylor the cable when there was a boom, and a blast of hot air. "There goes the elevator," I muttered. "Come on, let's hurry up."

Lexi

“If you want to leave a message, press one or just wait for the tone.” The voicemail box says.

Beep! “Listen here Ms. “Kidnapper” lady, I do not really understand why you set everything on fire or almost killed someone. We are not here to kill people, we are here to write. Why does everyone not get that? You people are killing me. You are here to help me. Get Steven to help Taylor and Toby or I will throw you down the elevator shaft myself.” Lexi stops and thinks. “That would be a get part in the story. Oh and put out that fire. It is making it a little hard to attract more writers.” Lexi says ending the call.

Catch

My eyes wouldn't move away from the fire. It was slowly -but surely- creeping closer and closer to Toby and I. My feet felt like they were about to combust into a ball of flames. Sweat trickled down my forehead. I've never been any hotter.

"Sunny, no rush, but please, rush." Toby begged through his dry tongue. I tried to say something, but my throat felt like the Sahara Desert.

I had no idea what Sunny was doing, but she was doing it well. Every couple of seconds, there was a harsh tug on the cable. We went about half a foot high for every pull.

"Keep on going, Sunny!" Taylor encouraged.

Sunny replied with a strong yank on the cable.

Soon, Sunny gave up, pulling the cable once more. We all found ourselves on a ledge. A pretty narrow one. "This is high enough," she panted. I would have disagreed, but I was too scared to speak. "Now..." Sunny pointed a finger to the closest elevator door. "One of us has to jump to that door, force it open, and the rest of us will follow. Any volunteers?"

We all went silent.

Taylor

I froze in fear when she asked for a volunteer. How were any of us going to be able to jump from hear to the door without dying? I honestly do not think it is possible. Sunny’s eyes glance from each one of us to another and shaking her head until she got to Catch. Her eyes locked on him and he did not break the stare. “Ladies first.” Catch proclaimed as he swayed his arms in the direction of the jump.

“Oh no after you.” Sunny said as sweet as possible. Catch just rolled his eyes. “Are we really going to fight about this? Toby and Taylor almost died we do not need to loose anyone and you seem the one most suited for this job.” She said.

Catch just stood there in front of the jump. He looked down. I could tell it was a long way. The last thing I saw, was him take a great leap in the air and he disappeared without a sound.

I hear a loud plop on the door. With smoke getting higher and higher, I begin to cough and so does Sunny and Toby. Sunny helps me up, trying not to cause me to great of pain. I wobble over to the edge. “Catch!” I scream.

“Yes Taylor?” He screams back.

“Please catch me.” I say. “Please do not let me fall.” I can feel my body shaking.

“I told you my name is Catch for a reason.” He screams. “Just jump straight down. It is not as far as it looks.” He says.”

I nod my head. I look down to see his arms out ready to catch me. I breathe in throw my nose and jump off. The air is gliding on bare feet. It feels like I am flying. My eyes are still closed, but open quickly when I feel Catch’s arms supporting my back. The pain rushes through me. “Catch.” I whisper.

“Yes?” He whispers back.

“I am sorry you have to go through all this.” I say fighting back the tears.

“I am sorry any of us have to go through this.” He says.

“Can you please get me a doctor?”

-Alysha-

i walk back into my apartment , and notice all my stuff was open , i sighed and threw them all into the bin , and goto my room and notice my draws were all open , i made sure my keys were there and all my other stuff , everything but my spare apartment key was there , i thought it was strange , i went down the hall and knock on a door.

Hi everyone.
As Ranger and I have said multiple times, the place is on fire and is near collapse. Everyone is going to die if you don't get out. I'm going to ask you (and everyone else) to write that. Everyone is going to stay alive, and the SB will keep going, just continue on story. What are you guys going to do now? Where are you going to live? This is where it gets interesting. Do you want to find more out about the agency? Do you want to stay away from it all?
I ask you start thinking about this and you start writing your escape. I don't want "I just ran down the stairs" or "I took the lift."
NO.
Get creative. And don't all jump off the roof and survive.
Also, as life is fast taking over me and I have way to many SBs to keep going, Toby is going to die when it collapses.
Later,
Tobes-

Hi everyone.
As Ranger and I have said multiple times, the place is on fire and is near collapse. Everyone is going to die if you don't get out. I'm going to ask you (and everyone else) to write that. Everyone is going to stay alive, and the SB will keep going, just continue on story. What are you guys going to do now? Where are you going to live? This is where it gets interesting. Do you want to find more out about the agency? Do you want to stay away from it all?
I ask you start thinking about this and you start writing your escape. I don't want "I just ran down the stairs" or "I took the lift."
NO.
Get creative. And don't all jump off the roof and survive.
Also, as life is fast taking over me and I have way to many SBs to keep going, Toby is going to die when it collapses.
Later,
Tobes-

Sunny

"Hey, guys!" I shouted, the crackling of the fire making me raise my voice. "I feel a breeze! I think we're close to a window, or something!"

I crept forward toward the source of the draft, being careful not to look down. There was a glow rising up the elevator shaft, from the fire, but I forced myself not to think about it. The breeze was coming from a half-open door. I grabbed it and pushed it open.

"Guys, there's a fire escape!" I shouted back to the others. "Come on!" Catch ran across to me, carrying Taylor, and Toby stumbled after him. I led the way down the rickety metal stairs, running so fast that I almost tripped over my own feet. I was leaning forward for a little extra speed, so if I slowed down at all, gravity would take over and send me tumbling the rest of the way down.

Then, on the next landing, I skidded to a stop. What would happen when we got to the lower part of the building? I mean, it was on fire! The end of our run would lead us straight through the flames!

As it turned out, the end of our run was out of my control.

There was a jolt that sent shudders up through the grated fire escape stairs. I looked down. Just two stories below, a jet of flames exploded out of the side of the building, ripping the fire escape right off. Suddenly, the floor beneath my feet was gone. As I fell down through the superheated air, I twisted around, spreading my arms out to slow my descent. Next to me, Catch was doing the same. He had dropped Taylor when the fire escape gave out, and she was drifting away toward Toby.

The ground flew upward at us, getting larger and larger with each passing second. "Okay, tuck and roll, guys!" I shouted. At the last moment, I pulled my arms in, tucked my chin to my chest, and sent myself into a side spin, hoping that the force of the impact would dissipate into my rotation.

The impact itself knocked all my breath out of me. Then there was a secondary hit--

And I looked up. I was lying on my stomach on the sidewalk, next to Catch, the ruins of a hot dog cart just in front of us. It must have broken our fall.

"Taylor?" I called. "Toby? You guys OK?"

Then I heard a scream. "Toby!"

Taylor scrambled backward on her hands and knees--revealing the prone form of Toby. "I landed on top of him!" Taylor sobbed. "He's dead!"

Spoiler

Sorry for the long post. Toby, is that OK for your death scene?

Taylor

Toby and I are about to jump off. He grabs me in his arms to try to support my back. “ 1, 2, 3” He says and we jump into the air. We are about to land on the ground, when he moves so he lands on his back. But the way I landed I kneed him in the stomach. “ Bye Taylor.” He whispers and his eyes close.

I look down at him. “Toby no. Toby do not leave me!” I start to slap his face. “No. No. NO!” I scream.
“He is dead and I killed him.” I cry. I just killed Toby because he tried to save me. “Oh my God.” I cry out. “How could I do this to him?” I can not make myself move. The pain coming from my back and the horrible feeling of guilt.

“Taylor come on.” Sunny says placing her hand on my shoulder. I try to say something, but I can not talk. “Catch grab her we have to go.” Catch grabs my and picks me up gently. I can tell he is trying not to hurt me.

“ It is going to be okay.” He said. All I can do is plop my head on his shoulder and wait to get out.

Sunny

"Taylor," I said, grabbing her hand. "It's okay. It's not your fault, okay? Of course it's not your fault. It was just an accident. Any one of us could have fallen on him."

But Taylor was inconsolable. She just let her head hang, sobbing, as Catch picked her up again.

"Come on," I said to Catch. "Let's get out of here before this thing collapses."

"What about Ranger and the others?!" Catch gasped.

I turned and looked back up at the burning apartment in dismay. "Crap," I muttered.