Dib carried Zim to the living room, he was almost unconscious, he had lost a lot of blood. Dib set him down on the floor and took out his pack. Dib had brought food, sleeping bags, and luckily, a first aid kit. Dib bandaged up Zim's wrists and tried to stop the bleeding, then took care of his face. Zim rested up for a while and after a bit he was feeling better. They were both sitting on the couch eating canned peaches.
"So....." Said Dib. Zim sighed, he knew what was coming..."When are you giving yourself in?"
"I don't know what your talking about..." Zim couldn't believe Dib was talking about aliens at a time like this.
"I know what you are Zim, I'll never give up?"
"Jesus Christ Dib! Can't we just be friends?!"
"NO! I'll never be friends with alien scum like you!"
"Fine then!!" Zim got up and stormed off. Dib got up and went down the same hall he did last time."
Zim hated this, he just wanted to be friends with Dib now. He felt tears well up in his eyes as he punched the button on the elevator for the second floor and got on.
Dib slowly opened the door to the bedroom again and sat down on the bed hugging the pillow. The dolls were lined up along the wall just like they had been, he heard a loud clunk behind him and looked around. He shruged then stared at the dolls in shock. The dolls were 1 foot closer than they were before. He shut his eyes for a few seconds then looked again. Now they were at the foot of the bed. Dib jumped off the bed and made his way towards the door, not taking his eyes off the dolls. He fumbled with the doorknob when he felt fingers gently stroking his cheek. He looked to the side of him and stepped back. There standing next to him was a girl, about the age of 15, she was dressed in a poofy frilly light blue dress. Her blood hair was put up into pigtails and in pink ribbons. She had bright blue eyes and rosy cheeks. She sort of reminded Dib of a china doll.
"There's no need to be afraid," She said, "My name is Kelly, this is my room."
"I-I'm Dib...s-sorry if I-I'm intruding."
"Oh not at all, your welcome here, I can call them off you know..."She had noticed that Dib was eyeing the stuffed animals. Dib nodded slowly. Kelly went over and arranged the stuffed animals against the walls. "They were made to kill anyone who comes into this room." Dib shut his eyes and opened them again, the stuffed animals stayed put. Kelly sat down on the bed and Dib sat next to her.
"So who are you?" He asked.
"My name is Kelly Kellington, I lived here, not long though, I had just turned 15 when my mother brutally murdered me and my dad, she had been on lots of medication and father was dreading she would snap, I guess she did..."
"I'm sorry..." Dib put a hand on her shoulder and she smiled. Her smile faded quickly though.
"Your in grave danger..."
Zim was walking around on he second floor. It seemed to be just lots of bedrooms, there was a swimming pool in the last room, there was no water though so Zim was thankful. He definitely didn't want to be pushed in by someone...or something. Zim saw a light coming from a door that was creaked open, he slowly pushed it open and there was an adult lady siting in the rocking chair, she heard him and turned slowly.
"Oh....you poor poor boy..." She said.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing,..nothing at all, my name is Minerva Kellington, I'm the lady of the house, she set down her knitting and went over to him. "You must leave right now."
"Why?"
"Oh my, too late...she's here..." And Minerva faded out. Zim heard footsteps down the hall and a young girls voice singing softly...
"Kelly K. took and axe, gave her mother forty whacks, when she saw what she had done she gave her father 41..."
The singing continued and got louder and louder till a girl about the age of 15 appeared in the doorway. She was dressed in a long red dress with a black dagger image on the torso. Her long blond hair flowed down past her shoulders. She was holding a long kitchen knife and her hands were covered in blood, she was barefoot and leaving bloody footprints behind her. She grinned, obviously please to see him.
"Oh...hello!" She smiled and shook Zim's hand. As soon as their hands touched Zim had a horrible vision. It was when the house was brand new, the house looked it's best when the Kellington family moved in. Kelly was a young girl of 15, and she was quite content. One day, she had gone into her mothers sewing room. Her mom didn't see the gleaming kitchen knife behind Kelly's back.
"Mother, may I talk to you?" Kelly had said.
"Of coarse dear."
"I have a magick trick to show you, close your eyes.." her mother had did so, and Kelly had stabbed her to death with the knife. She had then set the knife in a drawer and closed it, she then picked up her mothers dead body and started to cry.
"Father! Father! Something had happened to my mom!" Her dad came rushing from the pool and took Minerva out of Kelly's arms. Kelly leaned on the dresser, head in her hands and pretended to be overcome with grief, she slowly pulled out the knife as her tears slowly turned to insane laughter. She held the knife above her head and had brought it down on her father. Zim winced as cold steal collided with flesh and the vision ended.
"So....." Said Dib. Zim sighed, he knew what was coming..."When are you giving yourself in?"
"I don't know what your talking about..." Zim couldn't believe Dib was talking about aliens at a time like this.
"I know what you are Zim, I'll never give up?"
"Jesus Christ Dib! Can't we just be friends?!"
"NO! I'll never be friends with alien scum like you!"
"Fine then!!" Zim got up and stormed off. Dib got up and went down the same hall he did last time."
Zim hated this, he just wanted to be friends with Dib now. He felt tears well up in his eyes as he punched the button on the elevator for the second floor and got on.
Dib slowly opened the door to the bedroom again and sat down on the bed hugging the pillow. The dolls were lined up along the wall just like they had been, he heard a loud clunk behind him and looked around. He shruged then stared at the dolls in shock. The dolls were 1 foot closer than they were before. He shut his eyes for a few seconds then looked again. Now they were at the foot of the bed. Dib jumped off the bed and made his way towards the door, not taking his eyes off the dolls. He fumbled with the doorknob when he felt fingers gently stroking his cheek. He looked to the side of him and stepped back. There standing next to him was a girl, about the age of 15, she was dressed in a poofy frilly light blue dress. Her blood hair was put up into pigtails and in pink ribbons. She had bright blue eyes and rosy cheeks. She sort of reminded Dib of a china doll.
"There's no need to be afraid," She said, "My name is Kelly, this is my room."
"I-I'm Dib...s-sorry if I-I'm intruding."
"Oh not at all, your welcome here, I can call them off you know..."She had noticed that Dib was eyeing the stuffed animals. Dib nodded slowly. Kelly went over and arranged the stuffed animals against the walls. "They were made to kill anyone who comes into this room." Dib shut his eyes and opened them again, the stuffed animals stayed put. Kelly sat down on the bed and Dib sat next to her.
"So who are you?" He asked.
"My name is Kelly Kellington, I lived here, not long though, I had just turned 15 when my mother brutally murdered me and my dad, she had been on lots of medication and father was dreading she would snap, I guess she did..."
"I'm sorry..." Dib put a hand on her shoulder and she smiled. Her smile faded quickly though.
"Your in grave danger..."
Zim was walking around on he second floor. It seemed to be just lots of bedrooms, there was a swimming pool in the last room, there was no water though so Zim was thankful. He definitely didn't want to be pushed in by someone...or something. Zim saw a light coming from a door that was creaked open, he slowly pushed it open and there was an adult lady siting in the rocking chair, she heard him and turned slowly.
"Oh....you poor poor boy..." She said.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing,..nothing at all, my name is Minerva Kellington, I'm the lady of the house, she set down her knitting and went over to him. "You must leave right now."
"Why?"
"Oh my, too late...she's here..." And Minerva faded out. Zim heard footsteps down the hall and a young girls voice singing softly...
"Kelly K. took and axe, gave her mother forty whacks, when she saw what she had done she gave her father 41..."
The singing continued and got louder and louder till a girl about the age of 15 appeared in the doorway. She was dressed in a long red dress with a black dagger image on the torso. Her long blond hair flowed down past her shoulders. She was holding a long kitchen knife and her hands were covered in blood, she was barefoot and leaving bloody footprints behind her. She grinned, obviously please to see him.
"Oh...hello!" She smiled and shook Zim's hand. As soon as their hands touched Zim had a horrible vision. It was when the house was brand new, the house looked it's best when the Kellington family moved in. Kelly was a young girl of 15, and she was quite content. One day, she had gone into her mothers sewing room. Her mom didn't see the gleaming kitchen knife behind Kelly's back.
"Mother, may I talk to you?" Kelly had said.
"Of coarse dear."
"I have a magick trick to show you, close your eyes.." her mother had did so, and Kelly had stabbed her to death with the knife. She had then set the knife in a drawer and closed it, she then picked up her mothers dead body and started to cry.
"Father! Father! Something had happened to my mom!" Her dad came rushing from the pool and took Minerva out of Kelly's arms. Kelly leaned on the dresser, head in her hands and pretended to be overcome with grief, she slowly pulled out the knife as her tears slowly turned to insane laughter. She held the knife above her head and had brought it down on her father. Zim winced as cold steal collided with flesh and the vision ended.