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Sandy's Underground Chamber

It was a nice day in Bikini Bottom, and Spongebob and Patrick were jellyfishing. Patrick had gotten stung in the eye once while Spongebob had gotten stung in the nose. They both looked quite silly. People would walk by and laugh at them, only to get stung by jellyfish themselves. After three solid hours of pointless net waving (they never caught one jellyfish) they decided to call it quits.

"Well buddy," said Spongebob. "I'm worn out. Do you wanna go to Sandy's house?"

"No thanks," said Patrick. "I don't like beach houses."

"No, not a beach, silly. Our friend Sandy's house. You know....the squirrel?"

Patrick stared at Spongebob wide-eyed. "She's.....a squirrel?"

Spongebob ignored him and started walking to Sandy's house. Patrick followed his lead. Once they got to Sandy's house, they saw something strange. There was no tree in the dome. There was a giant hole in the ground where the tree used to be. Spongebob and Patrick knocked on the door. Suddenly, a giant hole appeared under the two and they fell through it into an underground chamber. They landed face first on solid hard floor. It was dark.

"Hello?" Spongebob said. There was no answer.

"Does anyone have a pants scratcher?" Patrick yelled into the darkness.

"Someone answer!" Spongebob said, getting frantic. He started running throughout the darkness, sweat running down his face from his giant pores, spine tingling with excitment and nervousness. He was about to go crazy. He couldn't stand the feeling he felt within his feelings.

"Spongebob!" shouted Patrick. "Where did you go? I'm scared! I heard about this stuff in the movies! I HATE MOVIES!"

"PATRICK!!!" Spongebob screamed. Spongebob was in huge trouble. He had been captured. Patrick screamed back. They were both screaming, even Patrick who wasn't in trouble. They were screaming for their lives. All of a sudden, before he knew it, Patrick passed out. Meanwhile, Spongebob was still being carried away. He couldn't really tell who was carrying him away, but the hands were cold and rusty.

"Let me go!" begged Spongebob. The grip of the hands carrying him only got tighter, and there was no answer from this mystery person. Spongebob continued to beg. It did no good. Eventually, he passed out.

TO BE CONTINUED

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