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Gaz's bday part 4Part four! Nuff said.
Part 4 of 1: Gaz's birthday
"Grrrrrrrr. I hate all the filthy stink humans and this filthy stink school." Zim thought walking back to class. He noticed that the filthy earth human Dib, his scary sister and the new girl were in front of him. He began to squish their heads with his fingers. Suddenly, the other new girl, the one wearing black was walked by him, and he stopped the squishing. Actually he stopped everything all together. As she passed by barely noticing him, he felt his green blood flowing into his cheeks, making his face a shade of light green. The guy that was with her although, noticed him, a
PREY NO MOREPREY NO MORE
Rope dug into Patrick’s wrists as he struggled to free his hands. His hot, damp breath washed over his face, trapped by the fabric sack secured over his head.
A floorboard creaked. Patrick froze, his back rigid against the chair, and strained his ears. Another creak.
“Hello?” he called.
The sound of swishing fabric.
“Who’s there? Where am I? Why’d you bring me here?” Blurred memories swam through his mind: drinking at the bar; stumbling home; a shadow sweeping out from an alley.
Fingers grasped his chin and jerked his head upward. “Hush.” A woman’s voice.
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