Brandon had been gone for half an hour and Kelly and Hannah were still sitting on their sun loungers.
A young boy handing out flyers gave Hannah one and she read it. 'Zane Lowe presents the new MTV show LIVE from JessHannahtropolis in the 'Little Llama Records' store. Be there for the opening night free of charge...'
Hannah scrumpled up the orange piece of paper and threw it at a nearby seagull.
“Oh my God,” said Kelly, looking over the sand.
There, complete with a llama in his mouth, was Terror the Tiger.
“Bad, bad Terror! Put him down! There is a special place for you to eat - remember?” Hannah tried to remind the tiger of the feeding mini-warehouse that she had built him, but it seemed useless.
Terror dropped the limp llama that was wheezing onto the sand and trotted off.
“You come back here young man!!” Hannah chased after him for a short while but gave up.
“I don't think he was eating him...the llama seems injured.” Kelly said inspecting the bloody body on the floor.
Out of nowhere the policeman who had accused Kelly of being a suspect earlier arrived once more and clamped a pair of handcuffs on his hands.
“You, are a Welsh madman and I'm arresting you on suspicion of killing this 'ere llama. You'll be prosecuted against murderous intent and cruelty against animals. You may say something but anything you do say will be taken down in evidence and used against you in the Police Station.”
“I DON'T F*CK*NG BELIEVE IT!!” Kelly cried in outrage.
“But you can't arrest him!!” Hannah protested.
“Why, madam?”
“Because I love him!”
Everyone fell silent and the sound of slushy violins came from somewhere.
Suddenly a colleague of the policeman ran up and whispered in his ear.
“I hate to break this up,” he said to Kelly and Hannah, who were gazing at each other like two randy turtles in mating season. “But officer Pretty Boy and PCs Nancy Boy and Sex Machine found your friend over the other side of the island.”
Hannah didn't reply.
“She was out in the storm all night and collapsed in a puddle.”
There was still no answer.
“She has advanced hypothermia,” said the other policeman.
Hannah giggled slightly and said, “D'hear that, Kelly? It's the apocalypse. We have 24 hours to live.”
“What shall we do with our 24 hours?” asked Kelly.
“Hee...heehee...hee.”
The policemen were aghast.
“She might DIE!” one of them said.
Ian and Dylan's heads both popped up from the Casino window. “WHAT?!” they both exclaimed at once. They ran out to follow the policeman.
Hannah, however, was only following one person...and that was Kelly...to the Hotel.

Dylan and Ian sat either side of a hospital bed that Jess, slightly blue, was laying in. The hospital, heavily in demand after several people had been caught out in the storm, was hurriedly being built around them, and the walls were only half built around Jess' room so there was a slight breeze flowing through.
Dylan and Ian were very quiet and subdued, each holding one of Jess' hands. They didn't say much because the builders, who were slapping cement on bricks and laying them on the wall, were like vulchers - listening and watching every move. They had already enquired about Jess' health problem, how long she had been in there and whether she was going to die or not.
Dylan and Ian both looked up as Jess opened her eyes and groaned, “What happened?”
“You were wandering the island in the storm and collapsed,” Ian replied.
“Where's Hannah?” Jess moaned trying to look around but unable to move her head.
“Thought you didn't like her?” one of the builders commented.
“She's with Kelly,” Dylan replied.
“Where?”
“In the Hotel.”
“Where in the hotel?”
“In a double room, I expect.”
“Doing what??”
“Err...I wouldn't like to say,” Dylan replied coyly.
The machine that Jess' heart was wired up to gave a long, wailing beep.
“Oh God!” cried Ian.
A doctor ran in with a trolley with shock pads on them. She pulled them off the trolley and put them on Jess' chest, pressing the button to send an electric shock through Jess but unfortunately nothing happened.
“Try plugging it in love,” one of the builders on the other side of the wall said, then to another builder, “Harry mate, chuck in a socket.”

“Oh...KELLY...YES! AGAIN! AGAIN!” Hannah hopped up and down.
“Hannah, we've been up and down in the lift six times now. Are we ever going to get to our room?”
“Ok...” said Hannah, slightly annoyed. “I'm sorry...I just love this lift. It's all...whizzy.”
The doors opened with a ping and they got out.
Hannah fumbled with her keys and finally found the one she wanted. “And now...” she declared, pushing the key into the lock of a door. “Welcome to the Luuuuuurve - nest.” She pushed open the door to reveal a couple of mops, a dustpan and brush and a bottle of bleach.
“Erm...Hannah? I think that's the cleaner's cupboard,” said Kelly, Hannah went bright pink and shut the door.
“Oops.” She moved along to the next door. She opened it and checked inside before repeating, “Welcome to the Luuuuuurve - nest.” She grabbed Kelly by the shirt and yanked him inside.

“Well, your glands in your neck are a little swollen - that'll be the sore throat you've got, and your head has been banged, but you're not badly concussed. Generally, you're very lucky, but we'll just need to keep you in here overnight.“ The doctor told Jess who was now sitting up in bed, eating icecream and watching cartoons on the TV.
“Thanks,” she replied glumly.
“Hi Jess.”
She looked up to see Toby and a llama standing in the doorway.
“I know you don't like me, so I'll make this short, but me and the llamas brought you a get well present from the store.” Toby handed Jess a basket with a 'Heat' magazine, the latest edition of 'Cosmopolitan' and a blueberry muffin.
“Oh...” Jess was rather taken aback. This certainly was thoughtful, and blueberry was her favourite flavour muffin. Now her best friend hadn't even visited her and was instead probably shagging the lead singer of the Stereophonics, there was a void in her life. Maybe Toby could fill it...?? “No! What am I thinking?!” Jess said aloud.
“Pardon?” Toby replied, highly confused.
“Thanks for the basket Toby, you can go now,” Jess said coldly.
Toby and the llama trotted out and Dylan walked in. “What's on?” he asked, settling down on Jess' right-hand side.
“'The Powerpuff Girls'.”
“Right.” Dylan promptly fell asleep whilst Jess finished off her icecream.

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� Jess and Hannah 2002