Chapter 2: The Search Begins
Donald woke up, covered in sweat clinging to his saggy just had a terrible dream of dying from Vasqueztitis...and that mysterious woman was screaming, "LETSSS ROCK!" He was going to sue his doctor when he got back. Donald knew that if he didn't do anything, he was going to die mentally and he would never live to see the election. He couldn't let that witch Hillary win! Donald started crying because he didn't know what to do….he was going to die and there was no way to stop it. Suddenly Donald stopped crying and "manned" up. He knew he would stop being a coward and at least die doing something. He would have to look for a cure, explore. He would have to be Lara Croft….
"Grrrr….Angelina Jolie…" he growled.
But of course, he had to FIND out who this woman was.
"Probably an ILLEGAL immigrant," he thought, "We don't need more of those!"
He started ranting about the wall to his cat, who wanted to kill himself, until he realized he had to get back to the search.
"Donald, at least find the woman…..You need to search EVERYWHERE!" said the cat to him. It was actually Donald talking to himself, but he was so lonely, he hallucinated his cat talking.
"Ok Putin. I will!"
To be continued with this shitty story... (don't worry the chapters grow MUCH longer later on)