Spencer yelled out, "Bethany, you okay?"

She let out, "I think so." She raised her hand, giving a thumbs up.

Alex quickly got up, and then turned to help Bethany. "Is what they said true? You gave me one of your lives?"

Bethany nodded as she stood, "Of course."

Alex smiled, "Thank you." He leaned forward, giving Bethany a big hug. Bethany hugged him back, while smiling. Alex just grinned before stepping back.

Fridge looked down, with a shocked face. Spencer noticed what he was staring at.

Bethany looked at them, "What? What are you guys looking at?"

Fridge motioned, "You got a situation."

Bethany looked down, letting out a loud shriek. "Oh my god, these things are nuts!"

-

Kneeling down next to the little creek, Alex picked up a rock and threw it. He watched it skip across the water.

Bethany walked up, "So you've been here 20 years huh?"

Alex stood up, "Yeah I guess I have." He threw another rock. "I just keep thinking about my parents, my poor parents. What all they have probably been through, and why? I was sitting in my hut to afraid to try and finish the game."

Bethany stood there, with her hands on her hips. She kept silent, thinking about his words.

Alex looked at her, "I'm sorry. I don't need to lay all this on you, I just... You seem really easy to talk too."

"No, I get it Alex. Sometimes it's so easy to get focused on your own life problems, that you forget others have problems too."

He nodded, somewhat shocked that Bethany just said that. "That's actually really deep."

She looked at him briefly, "Thanks. I feel like since we've came here and I've lost my phone, all of my other senses have somewhat heightened."

Alex looked at her confused, "Does phone mean something different in your time?"

She cracked a grin, which he returned. After that exchange, Alex stood up.

"I've been wondering... What are you like Alex? Outside of Jumanji, in the real world... What's your vibe?"

"Full on metalhead, I'm a drummer. Just like my dad."

Bethany looked at him, lost in thought.

-

Spencer stood, the body of Dr. Bravestone looking around. Martha made her way over, carefully stepping over the many tree roots. She looked at him, wanting to say something. However, she decided to keep quiet for now.

-

Tillie sat perched on a rock. This was the first moment in hours, where she could just take a moment and think. A lot has happened to all of them, because of this game.

A cough sounded from behind her.

Tillie briefly glanced back, noticing Fridge standing there.

While rubbing the back of his neck, Fridge hesitantly asked, "Mind if I sit by you?"

Tillie motioned her head, "Go ahead."

He walked over and plopped down on the rock. The weapons inside of his backpack briefly clinking as he dropped. Fridge spoke, "You know I've liked you for years?"

Tillie let out a little gasp, "Wait, what?"

"It's true, I've always noticed you at school and in class. I just didn't know if I should say something considering we weren't super close. Well not anymore these past couple years."

"What made you say something now?"

"This," He motioned around, "If I die in here, I didn't want to without you knowing how I actually feel about you. I guess our current situation made me realize how deeply I care for you."

Tillie blushed.

"Once we get out of here, I hope you know that won't change. I plan on showing everyone in the real world how much you mean to me... If you would let me?"

Tillie nodded, "Yes, and that means a lot."

Fridge smiled.