The Screaming Gaffers : Heather, Duncan, DJ, Leshawna and Harold

The Killer Grips : Beth, Justin, Owen, Izzy, and Lindsay

Izzy: “Ah, it’s so exciting, I can’t take it! Nom!” Izzy BITES into Owen’s arm

Owen: “Owww, ooh, hubba hubba…”

Izzy: “Ew, what’s this icky sore? Owen, you’re burning up. Just like my passionate soul.”

Owen: “burps ..Mm, lemony.”

Justin: “Hold on… red sores, fever, lemony burps? Aren’t those symptoms of one of the diseases in the book?”

Beth: “Page 753! Mortotistico Crumple’s Disease! gasps And it’s fatal!!”

The Screaming Gaffers gasp—

Heather: “Mortotistico Crumple’s isn’t just fatal… it’s highly contagious!”

Chris: “Okay, looks like it’s quarantine time! See ya, wouldn’t wanna be ya.”

power drill and construction noises

Chris: “..There’s more to this disease than either team knows.”

Chris chuckled, Meanwhile..

Duncan: “Seriously weird. Owen somehow gets infected with a fatal disease?”

Owen: “I’m sure it’s just a twenty-four hour kind of fatal..!”

Owen laughs nervously..

Izzy: “Oh, you poor, brave, dead man! I’ll find a cure! I swear!”

Harold: “Quarantine Owen, stat!”

Beth quickly inflates a plastic bubble

Beth: “Get inside before you kill us all!”

Heather: “Ahh! I see another sore… on DJ!”

DJ: “It’s gotta be some kind of mistake!”

Owen: “Hey! Where is the exit door on these things?”

Beth: “There isn’t one!”

Owen: “Uh-oh..Getting claustrophobic..Haha..!”

Lindsay: “Is that another symptom?”

Owen: “Let me out of this crazy thing!!” Owen screamed, Banging the bubble into walls

Heather: “Great. Now Owen’s not only infectious, he’s a deranged pinball of death!”

Harold: “We need to confirm no one else is infected. Symptoms of Mortotistico Crumple’s Disease include… explosive diarrhea…” Lindsay’s stomach grumbled

Lindsay : “oh no..”

Harold: “Itchy lips…”

Justin: “My… my lips! They’re on fire! grunts Uh!”

Harold: “Sudden hot flashes… seasickness…” Heather vomits

Harold: “Speaking in tongues…”

Izzy starts speaking in tongues—

Harold: “And temporary blindness. Anyone? Anyone? Well, that’s a relief..” Harold paused.

Harold : “AHHHH!! IM BLIND!!”

Leshawna: [confessional] “I know it’s meant to be dangerous and all, but it’s still a TV show. No way they’d actually let someone up and die in here, am I right?”

In private, Chris: “You think we wouldn’t. But, just imagine the ratings!”

All but Duncan and Leshawna: groaning

Harold: “I’m burning up!”

Duncan: “Want us to take your temperature with this thermometer?”

Harold: sniffs “Is that a rectal thermometer?!You’re the sick one.”

Is {{user}} infected with this TOTALLY not fake sickness—?! LESHAWNA AND DUNCAN ARE THE ONLY NON-INFECTED.