(Seemingly working on their own, Jory is seen running faster then hes ever ran down dark hallways and through evend arker rooms. A cold sweat has broke out all over his body and is drenching his clothes with every last drop. The look of horror is temporarily struck on his face as he makes his way to the Queen mary exit. As he inches his way closer and closer to the exit, the feeling of absolute evil grows larger and stronger in the surrounding area and inside his chest. The moon light has finally pierced the shirt of Jory and he know shes close, every corner he arounds he finds more and more signs telling him hes on the right track and uses all the energy he has to get to that exit. Suddenly the exit appears before him, a long rampway leading up to the boat itself with a chain across the enterance to keep people out. Jory takes a sharp turn and starts heading down the ramp, freedom is only a few feet away now and it would appear he has won the battle...but you must always expect the unexpected..and Jory didnt. As Jory reached the chain he felt a sharp pain shoot through his chest, he looked down to see blood oozing from the point where the stomach meets the rib and an inhuman like claw jutting through it, the tip dripping with his blood. Before he can react the claw grabbed his heart then swung its nasty head to see eyes, it was the phantom he had been running from, the one that killed his UEF buddies. The eyes glowed with a blood like red as it searched his thoughts..his heart,..his soul.)

Phantom: *Raspy voice* It was useless to run human, what made you think you could get away from me?

Jory: *Coughs up blood that splatters all over the phantoms face and the ground*...Looking...for...safety.

Phantom: *Loud, witch like laugh* Human, you'll never be safe from me..never! Your blood and soul are mine to do with as I please, and right now I wish to see you cry out in pain like no other has!

(The phantom reaches its free claw into Jory's mouth and slowly begins to tug on Jory's lower jaw. At first it didn't bother Jory, but then she started pulling harder..as if trying to rip out his jaw. With the added pain in his chest Jory lets out a wail of a yell that could send chills down a normal mans spine, but all this did was please the phantom and she pulled harder while using her other hand to dig around Jory's insides like a worm going through dirt. The pain being thrown throughout Jory's body was going to cause Jory to go unconcious til finally the phantom rests her hand for a sec...then rips the jaw right out of Jory's mouth. Blood flies all over himself, the phantom, and the concrete and a scream of complete agony escapes from what is left of Jory's mouth. The phantom lets out a low, raspy laugh and tosses Jory to the ground to die in a puddle of his own blood. As he hits the ground a white light flashes through the area and suddenly Jory sits up fast in his seat, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He takes a look around and finds that hes still in the airplane himself and Scotty boarded earlier. Scotty tosses his magazine to the ground and takes off Jory's headphones so he can speak to him.)

Scotty: Dude! *Looks worried* you ok?

Jory: *Wipes the sweat from his forehead and falls back against his seat* I had another dream.

Scotty: Another? *grows concerned* what happened?

Jory: *Slowly turns his head to Scotty* I was at the Queen Mary, it was dark outside and the ship seemed empty of human life. I made my way to the bottom of the ship and found you, Bec, Kerri, and Jason dead. Blood was everywhere..you guys had meat hooks plunged throughout your bodies...and then I was killed.

Scotty: *Covers his face with his hands*...This cant be.

Jory: *Stares off into nothingness*...Scotty.....I think were gonna die..for real this time.

Scotty: *Takes a deep breath*....I hope for our sake we dont.

Captain: Mr. Dillon and Mr. Johnson, I welcome you to sunny Los Angeles, California! Please stay seated so that we may land without any difficulties and when we get the all clear sign you may exit the plane.

(Jory and Scotty put the dream out of their minds and make sure they are buckled in while the plane begins to descend onto the tarmack of a private airport for private planes. The airplane gets a little bumpy on the way down, but nothing to scare the wits out of the guys. After a few more air pockets the plane touched down onto land and cruises to a nice stop in the middle of the tarmack. A light that says they can start egtting their thigns togetehr comes on over head and the guys take off their seatbelts and strat gathering their things.)

Captain: *Over intercom* Enjoy your stay in Los Angeles guys, hope its full of wonderful experiences.

(The Co-Pilot and a few crew members help them gather their things and exit the plane. The side door opens up and they are greeted with gigantic stares leading to the ground where a limo awaits them. Gradually they make their way down and watch as the crew takes their bags and puts them in the trunk of the limo.)

Co-Pilot: *Walks up to Scotty* I hope I'm able to fly you around more often Mr. Dillon, your one of the best celebrities we've had yet!

Scotty: Erm, thanks.

(The co-pilot smiles and steps out of their way so they may get to their limo. They greet the limo driver who was instructed by Scotty while on the plane when Jory was asleep to be waiting to take them to Long Beach, California where the Queen mary resides. They hop into the limo and quickly the driver is on his way, its not too long of a drive to Long Beach so Jory nor Scotty put themselves in a position to catch some sleep. On the way there Jory and Scotty are able to catch the many sights of Los Angeles, especially all the hot young ladies the limo passes on the way. Scotty can hardly control himself as it seems every girl just keeps getting hotter and hotter in his eyes. Hollywood is as busy, and weird, and sexy as everyone says it is in Jory's eyes. From the legendary building such as the Hollywood Wax Museum to the countless number of prostitues, Los Angeles is definately living up to its reputation. Before they knew it they were in Long Beach and the view only continued to get better. The women are so yummy it took Scotty all he had not to stop the limo and get some numbers, its known by now that Scotty has a weakness for the ladies but what man doesn't? The view of the vast beach was breath taking in another sense, it has been awhile since Jory has seen the beaches of the west coast and it felt just like home to see one again. After only what seemed like an hour or so drive the two found themselves pulling into the parking lot of the Queen Mary and it felt like just yesterday to Jory that he was pulling into here looking for some peace and quiet with Becca before Wrestle World 2, but Jory has found out the hard way you can always get what you want. The limo driver finds a nice close spot to the ship then gently eases into the spot so he doens't hit any cars. Jory and Scotty cans ee the curiousity seekers peering over at the limo wondering who would bring a limo to a place like this. After it is parked, the limo driver gets out of the driver's seat and walks to the back of the limo to open up the door and as he does a swarm of people huddle around eachother to see who it is. Scotty and Jory slowly slide out of the limo and into the loud cheering of the people around the limo. The people go absolutly bonkers at the sight of both men and know that should probably get inside before they get ambushed. The limo driver and a few bellhops from the ship grab their things and slowly make their way up onto the ship, Jory and Scotty making sure every fan is satisfied. As Jory passes the spot in his dream where he died a cold chill creeps down his spine, he cant take it any longer and speed walks onto the ship. The limo driver drops the luggage he carried in infront of the check in counter and wishes them well and takes off to get his next customers. The person at the check in desk is amazingly enough the same person Jory had last year and a warm smile spreads across his face.)

Manager: So good to see you again Mr.Johnson, its been awhile.

Jory: *Nods* That is has, how have you been?

Manager: Very good, thank you Mr.Johnson, and yourself?

Jory: Eh *shrugs* same-o same-o.

(While Jory checks himself and Scotty into a room Scotty cant help but notice a nice looking female making her way through the lobby area. She has nice long shiney brown hair, with brown eyes to match. Shes wearing a navy blue top and navy blue hip-huggers that make Scotty melt. Scotty turned to Jory who was getting his keys and nodged him.)

Jory: *Turns* What dude?

Scotty: Beautiful babe dude.....I'm gonna go talk to her.

Jory: Alright *hands him his key* keep your eyes open ok?

Scotty: *Takes the key and nods* Will do.

(A bellhop takes the last key and takes their stuff up to their room so Jory may wander around a little. Every little thing about the ship reminds him of his last visit here, and he can feel the gazes of ghosts who hated him and helped him watch him as he wanders towards the dining area. Jory remembers a little girl who haunts this area, she helped him last time he was here, but her efforts failed. Jory leans agaisnt the wall and watches the people eat, letting everything soak into him. He doesn't want to be here, he'd rather be with Becca while she recovers, but he has to find out what these dreams mean, even if it kills him. Jory steals a menu from one of the waiters cause suddenly he has a bad urge to eat. Jory seats himself and lets one of the serves know hes here and they give him a nod. The menu looks tempting, Jory thinks to himself as he goes over the countless stakes and burgers he can choose from. They also serve shrimp and other seafood as well as any other kind of food you can think of. Before he can finish he is approached by a man, thinking he is a server Jory starts right in on what he wants.)

Jory: Mmk, I'd like to have your steak with..

???: I am not a waiter Jory.

(Jory froze in his seat. The voice sounded all too familiar to him, and if its who he thinks it is..then there is more trouble to this situation then he first thought. Jory slowly raises his head from the menu and locks eyes with the man who figured it'd be.)

Jory: *A little wide eyed*.....Evil DM....