"See who?" Jason asked.

"Weren't you all listening to the radio?" she asked. "This is all they've been talking about."

"Mom?" Jason asked. "What are you talking about?"

Kimberly felt as if her world was moving in slow motion. She looked down the length of Evergreen Terrace. There was no one outside, despite the fact that it was a beautiful late spring afternoon. Then she saw it. "Billy," she breathed. "Billy!" She pointed a trembling finger at it.

"No!" Karen screamed. "Get inside! They're coming!" It stumbled down the street, walking without the cooperation of its knees.

"What's going on here!?" Trini cried.

"The dead!" Karen cried. "The dead are coming back to life! Get in the house!"

"I think we should," Zack agreed, "until we know what's going on!"

Zack and Karen moved the Entertainment Center to blockade the door. "Where's Mr. Scott?" Zack asked.

"Out of town," Karen answered.

"Billy, what is happening?" Jason asked.

"I don't know," Billy answered. "The story is over. Wes told us we destroyed the entity."

"Well, what if this is happening for real?" Kimberly asked. "I know it's weird, but right now is a good time for weird explanations."

"I think I know what is happening," Rocky interjected, "and I think you do too."

"We're still trapped in the movie?" Kimberly asked with frightened eyes.

"I think we're trapped in a story," Billy said. "Rocky, are there any stories where the dead .... come back to life." Billy smacked his head. "Duh. _Night of the Living Dead_," Billy answered his own question.

"That's not under Freddy's jurisdiction," Kimberly said.

"It doesn't have to be," Trini said. "Wes and I talked about this quite a bit before you two came out of the movie. He was afraid the evil entity might bail out before Freddy was killed. If so, it jumped into another story. It's captured here for the time being."

"That's how I managed to beat Freddy up so bad," Kimberly said. "It didn't care anymore. It jumped to a new story and pulled us in behind it."

"If this is a new movie, then it will only last one night," Rocky said. "Then we'll go home?"

"Only if we kill the entity," Billy said. "It wants us for our power."

"If we survive until dawn," Trini said, "the story is over."

"How would we go about killing the entity in this movie?" Rocky asked. "We would have to kill every dead person in the world. There wasn't any one bad guy."

"Then I suggest we survive the night and go to the next story and hope there is a bad guy we can kill," Jason said.

"Surviving might be enough to destroy the entity," Billy said. "The point of Elm Street was to kill Freddy. The point of this movie is to survive. If we all make it, we might destroy the entity."

"We'll never survive in this house," Trini said. "We have to get somewhere safe."

"There is only one place," Kimberly said.

"The Power Chamber," Billy answered.

Trini hurried to the phone. She picked up the receiver and realized the phone was dead. "Tommy lives just two streets over," Kimberly said. "We'll go get him, and he'll teleport us to the Power Chamber."

Karen and Zack hurried over to the teens. "They're getting closer you guys," Zack said.

"I wish you all were still Power Rangers," Karen said.

"Yeah," Rocky said before the realization set in.

"What?" Jason asked.

"How blind do you think we all were?" Karen asked. "You started wearing one color, you all wore those weird little watches, every time they beeped you would run off, and then a while later the Power Rangers would be on the news."

"Trini, you stay here and explain to Karen what's going on," Billy said. "Kim, Jase, and I can go get help, and the rest of you can barricade the house. We may have to hole up here tonight. Sound good?"

"Go for it man," Zack said.

"Let's go," Kimberly said.

Kimberly jumped off of the top of the fence and looked around her. "It's clear here guys," she said. She slowly walked across Jason's neighbor's backyard, her arms up before her protectively. She had made it to the front yard by the time Jason and Billy caught up with her. They were too late, however. The three watched dejectedly as a red stream of light with three white streams in tow lifted out of his house and vanished. "He took his family with him?" Kimberly asked.

"Dimitria probably reasoned that the Rangers would do a better job fighting these things if they didn't have to worry over their families," Billy theorized.

"We can drive there anyway," Jason said. "It's only about twenty miles in the desert."

Kimberly turned around to head back. She screamed as one of the dead stumbled toward her.

Trini screamed as glass shattered. Two decomposing arms thrust into the house.

"We can't stay here!" Karen cried.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from the basement. "Karen?" Zack asked cautiously.

"I forgot!" Karen shouted. "There is a way to get in the basement from outside!"

"We can't stay here!" Trini cried.

"Let's head for Tommy's," Zack suggested. "Through the backyard."

"They're comin' this way too!" Jason shouted.

The three were trapped in the side yard between two approaching crowds of zombies, for lack of a better word. "They aren't very fast," Kimberly said.

"We've fought enough putties," Billy agreed. Suddenly, the dead nearest the back yard fell forward. Zack, Trini, and Rocky flipped over them, followed by a running Karen. Billy and Jason simultaneously high kicked the dead still walking. They both fell backwards, giving them all time to escape. "How are they crawling out of their graves?" Karen asked.

"They never tell that in the movie," Rocky said.

"This is too weird," Karen muttered.

"We'll explain the rest on the way to the Power Chamber," Trini promised.

"How much farther is it?" Karen asked.

"We've been without a road for five miles," Rocky said.

"About another five miles," Jason said nervously, "but I don't think we'll make it."

"Why not?" Kimberly panicked.

"We're almost out of gas," he said. As if on cue, the blazer sputtered and died.

"Hey Trini," Rocky said. "Look where we stopped."

"Please say the Command Center," Kimberly pleaded.

"Well, it's the Power Chamber, but no, not there," Rocky said. An old country farmhouse sat at the top of a grassy hill.

"Since when is there grass in the desert?" Karen asked.

"That's the farm from Night of the Living Dead," Trini said.

"Do we go up there?" Kimberly asked.

"We can't stay here!" Zack cried. "The dead guys are headin' this way!"

A few staggering zombies crested the hill. "They move so slow," Kimberly said. "If we're careful, I think we can just walk to the Power Chamber."

"What if we run into a big crowd of them?" Zack asked. "They would weigh us down and eat us." A pair of decaying hands suddenly slammed into the window just inches before Zack's face. He cried in alarm and jumped backwards.

"Let's go to the house and make plans there," Trini pleaded.

Jason opened the driver door and hopped out. The passenger side was out of the question as a dead man was trying to break in on that side. "Are you sure we should go to the house?" Kimberly asked.

"If we are actually in the movie, we should do what the people in the movie did," Rocky theorized.

Karen was the last to climb out of the blazer. The dead man was still trying to break Zack's window. "It looks clear the whole way up there," Karen said.

"Let's go," Jason said.

"Is anyone here?" Trini called.

"Hello?!" Kimberly wandered into the living room. She was pleased to see a gun cabinet. Suddenly, something sticky dripped onto her face. She frantically wiped her face. She barely had time to notice the red streak on her face when another drop hit her. She looked up. The upstairs balcony was directly above her. Blood was clotted against the very edge. Kimberly suppressed a scream and covered her mouth with both hands. When she looked up the second time, she saw a hand reaching through the railing. She tried to scream, but the sound was stuck in her throat. The hand suddenly revealed itself to be not living but severed. It tumbled end over end at her. Kimberly tried to dart away, but only managed to trip over her own feet. She landed on her back and swatted the hand away. Breathing hard, she flat on her back and stared up at the balcony above her. Suddenly, a large figure walked up to the balcony. The dead man suddenly ran out of floor and crashed through the railing. Kimberly screamed and rolled away, only a second before the body landed where she had been. She lay in utter terror beside the body for a second. She thought for a brief moment that the dead man was stopped. The dead man proved her wrong when he reached out and grabbed her leg. She crawled away, colliding with Rocky in the process.

"Kim? What's wrong?" Rocky asked.

She pointed to the living room and screamed. Billy took Kimberly into his arms where she collapsed against his chest, screaming hysterically.

"I'll go check it out," Rocky said. He walked into the living room. The dead man had gotten to his feet and was stumbling toward him. "Whoa!" Rocky shouted, jumping back in alarm. "You." Rocky kicked him in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

"Hey Trini!" Rocky shouted. "This is the exact same guy from the movie."

"Come on Zack," Trini said. "Let's check out the basement."

"Why the basement?" Karen asked.

"There were a whole bunch of people hiding in the basement in the movie," Trini answered.

"They might be here, too," Karen agreed.

"Kimberly, are you gonna be okay?" Billy asked.

"Noooo," she sobbed. "Why can't I just have one chance at a normal life?"

Billy continued to hold her.

Jason spun around. Two dead men were stumbling toward the open kitchen door. Jason jumped at the door and attempted to slam the door shut. The two already had their arms in the door. They began to grope around, trying to get in. "ROCKY! BILLY!" Jason shouted. "Help me!"

"Go," Kimberly whispered. Billy nodded and ran to the kitchen. Rocky was close behind.

Kimberly crept into the living room. The dead man was starting to stand up again. "Not this time," Kimberly cried, suddenly enraged. She ran to the fireplace, picked up the poker, and using it as a bat, attacked the zombie. With a primal scream of anger and terror, she plunged the sharp end into his skull. She was temporarily sickened by the sound, but pleased that she had stopped the zombie. She heard the cries from the kitchen. "I'm tired of being scared," Kimberly griped. She attempted to open the gun cabinet, but it was locked. She broke the glass with the poker, pulled out a thirty ought six, and loaded it. "Let's rock," Kimberly growled.

Zack, Trini, and Karen stared at the cellar door. "If it's locked, it's locked from the inside," Trini said.

"Try and open it, Zack," Karen encouraged.

"Okay," Zack said nervously. He crept up to the door and gave it a quick shove. It unexpectedly swung open, hitting the wall with a loud bang. Karen cried in alarm. "They wouldn't be down there without locking the door," Zack said, "would they?"

"I wouldn't think so," Trini said, stepping into the darkness.

"What are you doing?!" Karen cried, grabbing her arm and yanking her back across the threshold.

"If we are gonna be holed up in this house, we have to make sure there aren't any dead people in the basement," Trini said. "I'd rather find out now than after we have everything nailed shut."

She gave them a final glance and descended into the darkness. "Her mother would kill me if I let her go down there alone," Karen said.

"We'll both go," Zack said. Karen clung, frightened, to his shoulder, and the two walked down the dark stairwell.

Kimberly ran into the kitchen where Jason, Billy, and Rocky struggled to close the door. "Let them in!" Kimberly cried.

"What?!" Billy cried in disbelief.

Kimberly cocked the rifle and again cried, "Let them in!" The three men dove to the floor, crawling out of the way. The two zombies staggered into the kitchen. Kimberly wasted no time and fired at the closest's head. Red matter burst from the back of his skull. Before he hit the ground, she had fired again, effectively stopping them both.

"Good thinkin' Kim," Rocky said.

"I'm tired of being afraid," Kimberly said, cocking the rifle a third time.

"Let's drag these guys out of here," Jason said.

"Billy, there's another guy in the living room," Kimberly said.

"How did you kill him?" Billy asked as they headed for the living room. "I didn't hear a gunshot."

"Fire poker," she answered grimly.

"Who's hand?" Billy asked. He grabbed the small shovel from the hearth and scooped it up.

"I don't know," Kimberly answered. "It just fell on me. I guess it's from the same place as the blood up there."

"You've sure gotten used to all this pretty quick," Billy said as he placed the hand on the dead man's chest.

"I think I'm in shock," she answered with a sour note of humor.

"I guess," he said. "How do we go about doing this?"

"Feet," Kimberly answered. They each grabbed one of his ankles and drug him toward the front door.

"It's clear down here," Trini said. "Not a person, living or dead in sight."

"Can we spend the night in the basement?" Karen asked. "Board the door up real good and wait for dawn?"

"There will still be dead people come dawn," Trini said. "We have to get to the Power Chamber."

"Yeah, but if I have to go out walking in the middle of a bunch of dead people, I'd rather wait for sunlight," Zack said.

Rocky dumped the twice-dead corpse off of the porch and hurried back to the kitchen. Jason shut the door behind him and locked it. They hurried to the front porch just as Billy and Kimberly shoved the large body into the yard. "It's gonna be dark soon," Kimberly observed. "I say we start for the Power Chamber now."

"We can't," Rocky said. "We can only leave for the Power Chamber when the house is absolutely no longer safe."

"Why?" Kimberly asked. "There are only four people out there staggering for this place. Staggering. If we each take a gun and as much ammo as we can carry, we will be okay."

"Kimberly, we are supposed to be in the desert," Rocky said, "but we aren't. We are on a lush green farm. The Power Chamber might be five miles away, and it might not even be there at all."

Kimberly looked down at the ground. "Okay," she said. "But it is gonna be dark soon. Let's get this house boarded up. And another thing, if they do find a way to get in even after we've tried everything we know to do, I'm not locking myself up in a cellar or attic. I'm leaving with a .38 or a .45 and I am gonna walk out of here. You all can come or not, but I will not let myself get trapped below ground with no way out. Got it?"

"Deal," Rocky agreed.

"I like the way she thinks," Trini said from behind Jason, causing him to jump in alarm.

"That's sort of what the only person who survived the movie did," Rocky agreed.

"Only one person survived?" Billy asked in a small voice.

"Of the people in this house," Trini answered.

"Do you think if we survive the night we'll defeat the entity?" Jason asked.

"Guess we'll have to wait till morning to find out," Karen said.

"You shouldn't be here," Kimberly told her. "This isn't your fight."

"Well I am here," Karen said.

"Come on you guys," Jason said. "We have to board up all these windows."

"I saw some doors down in the basement," Zack said. Billy, Jason, and Rocky followed him.

"I'll look for nails and hammers," Kimberly volunteered, heading toward the kitchen.

"I'll go look upstairs," Karen volunteered.

Trini started to head for the back of the house when she remembered the movie. "Karen!" she cried. She ran halfway up the stairs when a sudden cry came from Karen. Trini hurried up to her. Karen stood, pale faced and shaking, at the foot of a dead man.

"He's dead and he's not coming back," Trini whispered. He lay against the wall, a shotgun still propped on his lap. A huge red hole was in his forehead. A red spray of blood, hair, and gray brain matter was plastered on the wall behind him. His left hand had been chewed off, most likely after death, yet a trail of drying blood still stretched from his limb to the balcony's edge. Karen crammed her fist against her mouth and coughed. She tried desperately not to throw up.

"It's okay," Trini whispered, "just go back downstairs and help Kim. I'll look up here."

"Thank you," Karen muttered. She turned and fled down the stairwell. Trini stepped over the body and headed down the hallway.

Kimberly set a coffee can full of ten-penny nails on the piano, along with two hammers, a meat mallet, and a big wrench. She continued to look for anything that would serve as a hammer. After a few trips, the four guys had carried all of the doors in the basement upstairs.

"Heads up!" Trini cried. She pushed several large two by fours over the balcony.

"Are there any hammers up there?" Kimberly cried.

"I didn't see any," Trini called back as she went to look again.

Karen returned from the back of the house empty-handed. "There isn't a thing back there," she answered.

"Let's get these doors up," Jason said. He and Zack picked up a door and angled it across the window. Jason held it in place while Zack drove the nails through the door and into the window frame with the hammer.

"Wait a minute," Trini thought out loud. "The gas pumps. Rocky! The gas pumps!"

"What are you talking about?" Rocky asked as he and Billy picked up a door to nail in place. They moved toward the large bay window in the living room but quickly realized the door wouldn't fit. "Kitchen table," Rocky said. They quickly ran to the dining room, turned the table on its side, and broke the legs off.

Trini ran down the stairs. "The gas pumps," Trini said. "Remember, in the movie? They didn't have enough gas to go anywhere so they tried to find the keys to the gas pump."

"Do you remember," Rocky grunted as they picked up the table, "that they couldn't find the table and two of them got blown up when they tried to shoot the lock off?"

"Well we won't try and shoot the lock," Trini said. "Besides, remember near the very end of the movie when the guy got shot and had to hide in the cellar because he was too weak to run away with the other woman?" Rocky thought for a minute as he and Billy moved the table top to the bay window.

"Oh!" Rocky cried excitedly as he remembered. "He found the keys to the gas pumps in the basement!"

"I'll go look," Trini said. She hurried around them and darted to the dark stairwell leading to the basement. Billy and Rocky held the table in place with their bodies as they pounded nails into it.

"It's already dark," Kimberly said as she and Karen carried a door to nail over a small corner window that was just big enough for a dead person to walk through. "I hope this works," Karen muttered as she took a nail out of her mouth.

Trini hurried across the basement. She slammed into the pegboard and searched frantically. Her eyes came to rest on a small keyring, labeled Gas Pump. "Yes," she whispered triumphantly. Before running upstairs, she grabbed a small empty gas can.

"I found the keys," Trini said excitedly. "I'll be back in a minute."

"No way," Zack said. "You need somebody to cover your back."

"I'll go," Karen said. Jason started to protest but she put her hand up. "You all can keep on nailing the house shut." She picked up Kimberly's rifle and through the sling over her shoulder. "Besides, I don't have the power this entity needs."

"We'll get the gas, run to the blazer, and drive back up here," Trini said.

"Where is the blazer?" Rocky asked. Karen hurried to the gun cabinet to replace the three bullets Kimberly had already used.

"It's on the other side of that cove of trees," Jason answered.

"It will take us a few minutes," Trini said. "It's a good quarter mile to the pumps, and from there about half a mile to the blazer."

"Be very careful," Jason said to the both of them.

"We will," Karen said. She and Trini opened the front door, looked around them, and then set out across the yard.

Jason and Zack nailed up the very last board. "We've run out!" Zack cried.

"Doors from inside the house," Billy suggested. "Bathroom door, bedrooms." He ran to find a screwdriver.

Kimberly looked out through a tiny crack through two boards of lumber over a window. The entire front yard was empty. She watched as the slender shadows of Trini and Karen ran across the yard. With a sigh, she turned around and sat with her back against the wall. "These last forty-eight hours," Kimberly said.

Suddenly, glass showered over her and two rotting hands grabbed her head. With a scream, she tried to get away, but two more hands burst through the glass and grabbed her shoulder.

Trini and Karen both jumped in alarm as Kimberly's piercing scream floated across the yard. Karen cocked the rifle as an automatic response. "Should we go back?" Trini asked.

Karen looked at the house and then the gas pump and shed. "We're almost to the pumps," Karen said. "Besides, she's got four men in there to protect her."

Trini took a quick look around her. Pleased with the fact that there were no more zombies to stand in her way, she said, "That's pretty sexist. Kimberly can take care of herself."

"I'd still rather have four men protecting me than two women, one of which is so scared she can't think straight," Karen answered, referring to herself. She took one final look at the house and then followed Trini to the gas pump.

Rocky shoved the barrel of his shotgun through the top of the window, breaking the window. He quickly fired both barrels, not stopping the zombies but startling them enough to release Kimberly. She scrambled away frantically. Jason ran to the front door and onto the porch. He fired a shot at the closest zombie. It made sound at all; it just toppled over. Jason shot the other, and then hurried back into the house. "There are more of them out there," Jason said as he locked the door.

Kimberly ran her fingers through her hair, knocking several small pieces of glass loose. "You okay girl?" Zack asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay," she answered. "Just a little shook up."

"Let's get these windows boarded up," Rocky said.

"Right," Kimberly agreed.

"Karen," Trini said. "They're coming up behind you."

Karen turned around. Three zombies were dragging themselves up the dirt driveway. The last zombie was barely walking. Her ankle was broken, and she walked on the side of her foot. Karen cocked her rifle, but didn't see any sense in wasting ammunition. "I'll wait till they get closer," she said.

Trini unlocked the lock and stuck the nozzle in the gas can. "There," Trini said as she filled the can. Karen walked toward the zombies.

"Kimberly was right," Karen said. She reached out and shoved the closest over. The other two paid no mind and continued walking closer. "Unless we run into a big crowd, we could have just walked out of here."

"We have gas and we didn't get blown up," Trini said happily. "I, myself, would prefer the blazer."

"We'll drive it back up to the gas pumps and fill it up," Karen said as they started toward the blazer.

"Oh no," Trini muttered as they rounded the hill.

"Where is it?" Karen asked.

The blazer was gone. Several dozen zombies were walking around the nearly non-existent grass path the blazer had stopped on. As they heard Karen, they turned for the two women. "There it is," Trini said angrily. She pointed to the bottom of the hill. "We bailed out so fast we forgot to set the parking brake." The blazer was on its side. All of the windows they could see were broken out, and zombies were milling around it. Even from the distance of a few hundred yards, they could see various engine fluids pooling up on the ground beside it.

"Dammit," Karen cursed. "We're gonna have to walk."

"Yep," Trini agreed. She angrily threw the gas can at the ground, and the two started for the house.

"All of the windows are nailed shut," Billy said as he pounded the last nail into the door. Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass and splintering wood exploded through the house.

"No!" Zack shouted. He darted into the living room just as the kitchen table was knocked loose from the bay window. The table hit the floor and separated evenly down the middle. Seemingly endless zombies struggled to get in through the bay window.

"We can't stay here any longer!" Rocky yelled.

Kimberly rummaged through the gun cabinets. "No shotguns," she said. "Rifles or handguns only."

"Trini and Mom should be here soon," Jason said.

Suddenly, the entire house blackened as the electricity went out. "Open the door!" Kimberly cried. "I need the light of the moon!"

Billy reluctantly did as she said. Kimberly tossed a loaded rifle to Billy. "Keep 'em out of here just until I can get each of us a gun."

"I got an idea," Rocky said.

"Zack, get my back." Kimberly tossed him a .22 hand gun.

"You got it," he answered.

Rocky ran to the dining room and picked up a table leg. He then grabbed the table-cloth and proceeded to tie it around the top end of the leg. "If this really is the house from the movie," Rocky said, "and it sure looks like it is, then there will be some slow burning lighter fluid in the bureau in the living room. Torch."

"Cool," Zack said. He let Rocky leave the darkened room first, and then followed with the gun out before him.

"Oh man," Jason groaned. He frantically sorted through the ammo boxes. Rocky yanked the top drawer of the bureau out. It hit the floor, sending the contents everywhere. Rocky picked up the thin yellow box-like canister holding the fluid.

"I'll look for matches," Zack volunteered. Billy looked up just as dead people staggered through the doorway from the hallway.

"Zack, Rocky, stay down!" Billy ordered. He fired a quick shot at the forefront zombie. With a grunt, it toppled backwards, pushing those behind it away.

Rocky thoroughly soaked the tablecloth. He shut the canister and shoved it in his pockets. "Matches," Zack said proudly. He struck one and touched it to the tablecloth. With an audible whoosh, the tablecloth erupted into a ball of yellow, red, and orange flames.

"All right," Rocky said proudly.

"Who wants the .45?" Kimberly asked.

"I'll take it," Jason volunteered as he took the heavy hand gun from her.

"It kicks," Kimberly warned. "Rocky, I'll trust you can handle the torch."

"You got it," he said, moving toward her to provide some light. She crammed enough ammo into a box to make it light enough to carry yet with enough to last another five miles. She took a .38 and stood up.

"Kim, I'll get that," Zack volunteered. He took the ammo box as the .22 was the pistol with the least kick.

"You guys!" Trini cried from the yard. "You better hurry!"

Billy kicked the screen door open and jumped onto the porch. Careful not to waste the precious ammo, he kicked an approaching zombie squarely in the stomach. "Where's the blazer?" Jason asked as he ran out into the yard.

"It's wrecked!" Karen answered. "We're gonna have to walk."

Rocky swung his torch at the zombies. The seven quickly met up in the yard. The zombies continued to enter the house. "Which way?" Zack asked.

"East," Billy answered. They slowly walked across through the yard and past the stumbling zombies.

Kimberly awoke with a start. She was sitting in Billy's lap with her head resting against his chest. "Billy?" she murmured.

"Morning beautiful," he answered, the same greeting from just two mornings ago.

"How much of this has been a dream?" she asked. She jerked her eyes open and looked all around her. "None of it," she answered herself.

There were a few farmers around, and a huge bonfire of twice dead corpses. The events of the previous night suddenly came back to her. After leaving the house, they had walked several miles until they came across some locals who were in the same predicament. She realized that she and Billy were sleeping in an open jeep. "Where are the others?" Kimberly asked.

"Around," Karen answered from the backseat. She yawned and ran her fingers through her long auburn hair.

"You guys!" Rocky shouted. He ran toward the jeep with Trini in tow. "We can see the Power Chamber from here."

"The grass just ends and turns into the desert about a mile from here," Trini said, "and the Power Chamber is just about another mile into the desert."

"Let's go," Kimberly agreed.

"Finally," Billy sighed. He waves his hand over the sensor and said, "Billy Cranston, Kimberly Hart, Zack Taylor, Trini Kwan, Jason Scott, Karen Scott, and Rocky DeSantos." The door slid open, granting them admittance into the air conditioned building.

"No more zombies," Kimberly said happily.

"We survived the night," Karen said. "Is the entity dead?"

"I'll know in a minute," Billy said.

"It's passed on to another story," Billy said.

"What are you gonna do?" Justin asked.

Billy quickly programmed a set of coordinates into a hand-held device. "We're gonna follow it before it drags us there." He and Justin hurried back up to the Power Chamber.

"Well?" Jason asked.

"It bailed ship," Billy said. He held up his device. "I say we follow it before it drags us along."

"Karen, you should stay here," Trini said.

"You should all stay here," Tanya said excitedly.

"We can't," Zack said. "This entity wants us. As long as we stay here, we're putting you and everyone else in danger."

"Karen probably couldn't come anyway," Billy said. "It wants us for our power. Karen just accidentally got drug along with us." Billy pointed the device at the floor and pushed a button. Immediately, a white vortex of light appeared on the floor. "This device will take us to the next story."

"Let's hurry," Zack said. He ran to the portal and jumped in, followed by Trini, Rocky, Jason, and Kimberly.

"I would say goodbye," Billy said, "but none of you will remember this." After a slight wave, he leapt into the portal of light.

"When will things go back to normal?" Karen asked.

"When the entity leaves this dimension," Justin answered.

"But, Billy's device ... he said the entity had already left," Karen said frantically. She noticed that Tommy was casually moving toward the pistol at his hip.

"Billy is a fool," Justin said. "I already had his little device ready. He is gonna beat the entity to the next story."

"It wanted the ex-Rangers for their power," Adam said coldly.

"With you, it's just personal," Katherine growled.

"Do you all agree that we should smoke the bitch?" Dimitria asked.

"Just what I was thinking," Tommy said as he unsheathed his laser pistol.

"Oh shit!" Karen cried as she dove for the portal. The entity was close behind.

Karen flew out of the portal, slamming into the six teenagers. "Mom?" Jason asked. "What are you doing here?"

"The guys in the Power Chamber," Karen stammered, "they tricked us. They said they were gonna kill me because it's personal. Tommy was about to shoot me."

"So that wasn't the real Tommy," Trini said.

"Uhm, you guys," Rocky said. "Look at this."

"Where are we anyway?" Kimberly asked. The seven were in a very large, muddy courtyard. She suddenly realized that she and the other rangers were wearing neatly groomed Marine suits. Karen wore a slightly different outfit, signifying the fact that she was higher-ranked.

Trini crawled over to Rocky. He pointed to a set of tiny, toddler sized footprints. Trini got close to the ground. Words, transferred from the sole to the mud, were easily read. "Copyright 1986," she read. "Chucky, Good Guy Incorporated."