*Warning: This has a brief mention of vomiting and had gore and blood in it. You have been warned. This is published on April 23, 2020. The next part will come out today while the next episode will come out next week. I hope you guys are safe and sound. Also, Gabriella Jones is not mine. It belongs to jazzyjazz56784. Have a blessed day!*

Sam fluttered his eyes open, hearing nothing but the waves crashing on the shore. He immediately sat up with a surprised gasp and looked around the shore with the soft sand underneath him. He noticed that he woke up next to Guy, who's sleeping deeply while his body shivered in the cold.

Sam didn't know what to say or ask. He heard someone hopping next to him, which turned out to be the Cat in the Hat.

"Morning, sleepy beauty," Cat ignited the conversation while holding a coconut. "How's your beauty sleep?"

Sam recovered his head even though he's not having a headache. He swept his glance around the beach again. "Uh...Cat...where did you take us?"

"That's---!!! An excellent question. You see, you're in my fantasy island."

"Your what?"

"Fantasy Island. It's a place where no one will bother us," Cat answered while laying between Sam and Guy with a huge smile plastered on his furry face.

"Does...anyone else live here?"

"Yes...a few people but I kidnap them," Cat responded abrasively.

"Kidnap?"

"Well...that's actually the wrong word for it. More like 'invite' them into my fantasy." Cat shifted his glance over his shoulder to notice Guy twitching in his sleep with a soft moan. "My my. I'm surprised your friend is still sleeping."

"He's a heavy sleeper," Sam replied with a sigh at the end. Cat sat up and stood on his feet to examine Guy further.

"Heavy sleeper, huh? I thought for someone with awesome superpowers don't get as much sleep," Cat indicated while gathering a big pile of soft sand. In an instant, the sand turned into a soft fabricated blanket like a magic trick. He tucked Guy in to give him the warmth. Cat gathered another pile of sand and, as soon as he lifted it up, the sand immediately integrated together into a fluffy pillow.

Sam seemed to question how in the world it could possibly happen while Cat placed the pillow underneath Guy's head.

"There we go. Now he's tucked in. Hopefully, he'll sleep well," Cat uttered softly while shifting his glance over at Sam, who seemed surprised by the action. "What?"

"Um...how did you do that?"

"My fantasy island. Remember?" Cat responded with a huge grin back on his face.

"You're back!" Both Cat and Sam heard a womanly voice shouted in pure excitement.

When Sam looked back, he immediately became frozen. Not in fear or recognition. Almost like a bit awestruck. It's a woman with pink fur and poofy brown curly hair. She had her little purple dress on and she's about Sam's height.

Cat noticed an awestruck look on Sam's face with a small smirk. "I see that she has caught your attention."

Sam shook his head and snapped out of his trance. "Is she...real?"

When the girl approached them, Cat stood by her with a graceful smile. "She's perfectly created in full form...and perfection."

Sam widened his eyes in shock and awe a bit.

"Of course, she's real!" Cat shouted while laughing at Sam for almost falling for it.

Sam scratched the back of his head. "Uh...hi."

"Hi," The woman spoke in a friendly tone.

Cat darted his gaze between the two short people. "Sam, this is Gabriella Jones. Gabriella, this is Sam I Am."

"Sam I Am? Is he the one who tried to steal things from you?" Gabriella, the pink-furred short woman, pointed out.

"We steal things from each other," Sam answered with a small nervous small chuckle.

"Why yes, we do," Cat confirmed Sam's answer with a simple grin.

Gabriella giggled at the thought, which made Sam smile a bit for some reason. Cat observed both of them while looking around the beach.

"Well, I better go find some wood and create...The fire!!! I'll be right back," Cat informed dramatically while striding off to find wood.

"Okay," Gabriella responded to Cat's information while facing Sam.

Sam looked around the area. "So...how did you end up here? Cat didn't kidnap you...did he?"

"No, he didn't. He actually found me and took me in. I mean, like a runaway child."

"Oh...what were you running away from?" Sam asked, curiosity getting the best of him.

Gabriella sealed her lips a bit, not willing to share her personal life with some stranger who she just met. Which Sam could perfectly understand.

"Oh...sorry. Too personal?" Sam questioned softly.

"Yeah...but you're fine," Gabriella responded with a small smile and a blush.

Sam smiled softly at Gabriella and gazed at her softly. Suddenly, he heard a moan while turning his head to see Guy twitching in his sleep.

"Is your friend okay?" Gabriella asked with concern in her tone.

Sam immediately kneeled beside Guy. "Guy...Guy, come on. Wake up, you're dreaming."

Guy's Dream:

Guy breathed heavily from being electrocuted for too long. His body began twitching while hearing shouting voices. He's dragged towards the lone cell where he laid there, cold and alone.

"H-Help," Guy uttered, his body trembling. He couldn't even get up. Something was burning in his palm instantly. Guy observed the mark on his hand but the mark wasn't just on his hand. It began glowing on his arm, burning it as well. Guy groaned in pain while glancing at his other arm. It's the same thing happening. The same mark was engraved on his arms. Guy whipped his gaze down at the rest of his body and noticed the same mark engraving itself everywhere on his body. His head fell back down on the cold floor.

"Wha-what's going on?!" Guy screamed out in pain while feeling his face burning up. His vision began to glitch suddenly, hearing voices from everywhere.

"Who's going to save you? Who's going to save you? Who's going to save you?"

That phrase repeated itself over and over again, burrowing inside of his mind. Guy pushed himself up to stand on his feet. He suddenly widened his eyes while seeing a pool of blood in the cell. It wasn't just the blood he's seeing. He saw Sam, Michellee, and E.B laying in the blood, their insides spilled on the floor. Guy breathed heavily while he could hear their screams for help. He covered his head, his migraine growing within every second.

"Guy...Guy, come on. You're dreaming, wake up."

"SHUT UP!" Guy shouted while seeing more dead people in the cell with him. It's McWinkle, Gluntz, Goat, Michael, Jean, and Louis, joining Sam, Michellee, and E.B with their guts scattered on the floor. It began to sickened Guy's stomach while he looked away. He began to tear up, just seeing his friends' dead bodies with their guts spilled out made him want to throw up. He kept hearing screams but it wasn't from him or anyone he knew...it's from someone else. He couldn't help but saw the blood slowly rising up in the cell. He knew he's seeing things but he couldn't wake up from the bloody dream.

Reality:

Sam noticed Guy beginning to gag in his sleep while trying to open his eyes. He shook his friend's shoulder.

"Guy! Guy, wake up," Sam shouted while Gabriella stood beside Guy.

"Is he feeling sick?" Gabriella asked him while looking around the shore.

"I don't know."

"I have some herbs if that's the case."

"Really?" Sam asked, fascinated.

"Mhm." Gabriella nodded her head while running through the beach. "I'll be back!" She passed by Cat, who came back with a questionable look on his face.

"What's up with her?" Cat inquired sincerely.

Sam began to panic a bit. "Guy is gagging...she's trying to get the herbs just in case he's getting sick."

Cat observed Guy groaning and gagging while tossing and turning. "Is he okay?"

"He's having nightmares...it looks like he's trying to wake up but couldn't."

"Have you tried slapping him?"

"Now is not the time to joke, Cat!" Sam growled while trying to shake his friend's shoulder.

"I wasn't joking." With that said, there's an awkward silence. "Here, let me demonstrate."

Cat scooched Sam away from Guy and rubbed his gloved hands together.

"I-I don't think we need a demonstration," Sam stuttered, shaking his head.

Cat didn't listen to him while he tapped on Guy's cheek. "Guuuuyyy!!! Wakey wakey!"

Guy groaned while breathing heavily.

Cat twitched his ears while raising his hand one more time. He then slapped Guy's cheek harder than last time, causing the orange-furred Knox to gasp awake.

"HA! You're awake!" Cat laughed while turning to Sam. "See, Sammy...it takes a good slap in the face to wake your--"

Guy immediately bolted away from both Cat and Sam and found a nearby bucket. He began puking into the bucket, which confused both of them.

"--friend," Cat finished his sentence with a baffled tone.

Sam sprinted over by Guy's side while patting him on the shoulder. "Are you feeling alright, buddy?"

Guy couldn't respond while vomiting into the bucket some more. Sam looked away to not look at what he puked.

"Get it all out, buddy. Get it all out," Sam soothed while Guy breathed heavily. Guy continued to hold his head over the bucket, calming his breathing.

Gabriella approached the scene with a wooden bowl of water that had the green herb inside. "I got the medicine!"

Cat smiled widely at her. "Gabriella Jones! You brought just what the doctor ordered!"

Guy and Sam turned to her as Gabriella handed the wooden bowl to them.

"Here, this should make you feel better," Gabriella insisted softly. Sam smiled gratefully at her and took her wooden bowl to hand to Guy. Guy cupped his hands underneath the bowl and took a sip of the medicine.

Guy exhaled deeply after drinking the medicine while gazing at the sand. "Thank you."

"No problem," Gabriella spoke with a friendly tone.

Guy looked around the tropical shore with his brow raised. "Wher-Where are we?"

"You're in Heaven!" Cat pointed out dramatically with a bright grin.

Guy had his brow raised higher.

"Just kidding, you're in Hell," Cat teased with an exaggerated sigh and lost his bright grin.

"Cat! Seriously?" Sam scolded a bit in a hushed tone.

"Fine, purgatory," Cat changed his answer while rolling his eyes.

Gabriella had her eyes rolled at Cat while shifting her reassuring gaze at Guy. "You are in neither of those places."

"You're in a fantasy island," Sam added with a small smile on his face.

"My fantasy island. Thank you very much," Cat corrected Sam.

Guy nodded his head in understanding while staring off into space, growing some concern from Sam.

Cat noticed this while plastering a huge grin on his face. "HEY! Why don't we start a fire and roast some marshmallows? And then make fun of society because of their inglorious idiocy! Let's go!"

Cat zoomed off while Gabriella rolled her eyes playfully at her cat friend. She shifted her focus on Sam and Guy with care in her eyes.

"Is there anything you guys need?" Gabriella inquired softly while gazing into Sam's eyes.

Sam simply smiled at her. "No, I don't think so. Uh...thank you."

"Are you sure?" Gabriella insisted sweetly.

Guy grinned softly at Gabriella. "Yes, we're sure. What's your name? I didn't catch it."

"Gabriella," Gabriella introduced herself.

"Guy." Guy was about to extend his hand but then realized that he had just got done puking. "Uh...you wouldn't want to shake my hand after what happened."

"We have sinks if you need to wash them," Gabriella responded while pointing at the isolated sink over by the palm tree in front of them.

Guy nodded his head in understanding. "Right, thank you."

"No problem. Well, if you didn't need anything, I'll help Cat make a fire. I'll see you guys in a bit," Gabriella replied while waving both Sam and Guy goodbye.

"See you," Sam uttered, his voice cracked with a light blush on his cheeks.

Guy suddenly shifted his gaze at Sam, catching a bit of a glimpse into Sam's thoughts.

"She's kind of cute."

Guy smirked at Sam. "You think she's cute, huh?"

Sam immediately blushed madly while realizing his best friend could read minds. "Uhhh...pretend you didn't hear that."

"What? It's nothing to be ashamed about," Guy soothed while smiling softly at Sam.

"Are you sure about that?"

"How do you think Michellee and I ended up together?"

"Fair point," Sam responded, clearing his throat a bit. A sudden concern took over his mind. "Are you doing okay, Guy? You were puking and-and I don't know if it had to do with your nightmare or whatever is going on."

Guy lost his playful smirk and gazed down at the sand. There's a brief pause while he faked a smile. "I'm fine, Sam. Just a little sick. How did we end up here?"

"Cat's hat is basically a portal...well, it could do more than just open up portals but it's kind of hard to know what," Sam explained a bit but he knew Guy was trying to evade the subject. Growing more concerned about Guy's mental health and to the point where his nightmares just made him puke, Sam became determined to find out what happened in Guy's dream.

"You don't want to know," Guy uttered randomly, although he already read Sam's determination through his mind.

"Come on, buddy. I know that you've been having nightmares and it's concerning to all of us."

"Us?"

"Michellee, me, E.B, Goat, Michael, McWinkle, Louis, Gluntz, Jean--"

"Right, right...but you guys don't have to be concerned for me. I'll be okay."

"You keep saying that," Sam blurted out while his voice became firm but not too firm. "If I were having nightmares and you don't know what it's about or what's going on. What would you do?"

"Well, for one, if I wouldn't intrude on your privacy if that were the case," Guy answered, getting a tad bit irritated at Sam's persistence.

"What would happen if it goes on for more than months or even days? What if I had your powers and I've been having hallucinations and nightmares for more than three months? Would you be concerned about me?" Sam asked softly.

Guy paused while trying to think. He knew his friend had a point but he also knew that if Sam saw what he saw...his best friend would regret even asking the question. Guy pondered up a decision whether he should tell Sam or not. Maybe it might help him let out something he's been holding in. Maybe it'll make matters worse and probably his nightmares would come at him more often. He had no idea what the consequence will be. He didn't know if he should tell Michellee about these nightmares. He didn't want to scare her. And E.B was way too young to even share those gruesome nightmares with her.

Guy's hand trembled a bit, causing Sam to notice it. Sam softly grabbed his friend's trembling hand and rubbed it to comfort him.

"S-Sam...I would be concerned about you if you were to have nightmares but...what I saw...I-I can't explain. You wouldn't understand," Guy stuttered, shivering a bit.

Sam scooched closer while smiling softly to his friend. "Then let me understand. Maybe I can help you. Maybe we all can help you."

Guy gazed back down at the sand, his eyes seemed pale. "I--I kept having these nightmares. They're---hard to explain."

Sam scooched even closer to the point where his knees barely touched Guy's while leaning a bit forward to listen to what his friend had to say. "Okay. Well, you can tell me about your most recent one. I mean, that way you don't have to explain them all."

Guy wanted to puke again when he thought about his recent but he swallowed and sighed. "It's...pretty messed up. Are you sure you--?"

"Yeah, I'm sure."

Guy rubbed his arm nervously. He trusted Sam to take in what's coming but was afraid that Sam would be twice as confused and maybe scared as him. "The recent one was too bloody...it was about you and pretty much everyone else that we know. Y-You guys were all dead."

Guy had tears edged out of his eyes suddenly. Now, thinking back on his recent dream, it was just as horrifying as the other ones. He wiped away the tears leaking out of his eyes. "I-I was trapped in the room with you guys. And--you were all dead."

Sam gasped lightly while putting his hand on Guy's knee to comfort him. He didn't realize that probing his questions further would make his friend feel worst. "I-I'm sorry I asked."

"No--I mean...I--" Guy lost track of all of his words. He couldn't think about the blood or the bodies and guts spilled in his dream. But he knew this nightmare was telling him something. The thing that troubled him was...what were his dreams trying to tell him? He knew something bad was going to happen to him and his friends but was it inevitable? Or was it easily preventable?

"You don't have to go into detail...I mean...were your dreams always about us dying?" Sam asked gently while gazing up at his friend.

Guy glanced over at Sam with fear in his eyes. "Sometimes. Sometimes it's about me."

"What about you?"

Guy looked at his trembling hand, which had the same round symbol with two snakes making an X mark on his hand before but it's barely visible. "That, my friend, is a good question. And that's the one that I don't know the answer to." 

*To be continued.*