Creddie

CARLY'S POV
Freddie looked at me as if I was crazy.

"What do we mean? We can't save her and it's out of our hands anyway," he said.

"But we have to save her or else Nevel might do something to her that will probably scar our lives forever!" I screamed.

"Well we have to be frank about this. I mean, how are we suppposed to get to her anyway if she's probably somewhere hidden in his house," he said, and started to pace.

"How about this?" I said.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"How about we go along with his 'Death at Prom' fiasco and then we can save Sam and probably the rest of Seattle!" I mentioned.

"But wouldn't...

Freddie's POV

I went to go visit Carly the next day after the fiasco that happened last night. I approached her door, and noticed that it was half open.

_Who could have left this open?_ I thought to myself.

I made my way inside, and found Carly asleep on the computer keyboard. She must've been searching for something late at night when I left her here. As I was leaving the door, the file that Carly was looking at suddenly caught my eye. The file was titled 'Death at Prom.'

I guessed it must've been a joke but when I came over and carefully transfered Carly to the couch, I saw that it wasn't. Soon...

(Carly's POV)
When we arrived to Nevel's house, we were transported underground. There I spotted thousands of computer screens, keyboards, and mouses. In front of me Sam still had that whiteness and blank stare i her eyes. Soon a figure stepped out of the shadows and stood beside Sam.
"Nevel," I said.
"Carly," he responded.
"Nevel," Freddie said.
"Freddie," Nevel answered.
"What are you going to do with us now, Nevel? Kill us again?" I asked.
"No you guys are too witty and slippery to kill again. No I just decided to enslave one of your friends and take the other two hostages until iCarly is over,"...

Carly's POV

I woke up dazed and tired. The last thing I remembered was that I was wrapped up in chains inside a box under Nevel's house and that I was beside Freddie's. My head hurt like crazy. I realized I was resting on my couch inside my and Spencer's apartment. Then I looked at the computer time and it said 3:00 A.M. I wondered how I got back home. Why would Nevel almost kill me and my friends and put the whole school at risk?

The school. That was what he was talking about when he was plotting something for the prom dance. I had to do something about it. As I was thinking about something...

Just like a go-go-go-ghost
Watch me go-go-go-ghost

Now I'm gone in your photograph
I bet you wish you could get me back
Now I'm stuck in your memory
A mistaken identity

What's her name?
What's she like?
Does she know that you'll never treat her right?

What's her name?
What's she like?
Do you leave her in the middle of the night?

You act like you just saw a ghost
I watch you getting way too close
Now I know why you're never there
Now I know so it's my turn to disappear
You act like you just saw a ghost
I caught you (Caught you)
Now I know
Now I know why you're never there
Now it's my turn, watch me disappear
Just...

Freddie was like the weather. Hot and sticky. Not only in a metaphorical way, but a physical way too. He’d just come over from playing tennis with his mom. Seattle was having a major heat wave. And to top it off, Spencer killed the air conditioner.

Sam sat in front of the fan, the smell of bacon wafting behind her. My stomach growled. Removing myself from the chair that I was practically stuck to, I wandered to the freezer. The table squeaked beneath Freddie’s elbows as he pulled back, getting up to follow me.

We opened the freezer, competing to stand in the cold glow. “Do you think I could...