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Disclaimer: Hard to believe, but I still don't own it.

Johnny stood over Adania with a lamp in his hand, and a smirk on his face. He was in a rush, so he didn't realize that he used the only working lamp in the house to knock her out.

"You should have killed me before you headed for Squee." He smiled as he spoke to the unconscious form. He smiled as he picked up a knife.

"WAIT!" Johnny spun around to see Devi trying to get up.

"Look jackass, I don't know what the fuck is going on, I doubt I will anytime soon, but I not about to watch you kill someone. Why don't we tie her up and see what the fuck is going on. I'd REALLY like to know all sides of the story." She half yelled. He stiffened at her words. Who the hell did she think she was? This was his house, and if she didn't like him killing she could just walk out the door, he wouldn't stop her. Speaking of which what was she doing here. And realizing this, he really didn't know what the fuck was going on either. He still didn't know Squee's story of his appearance or the gasoline, which he had confiscated. He knew she was right, they should hear what she had to say, for all he knew, Squee could have commit mass murder and tried to kill her, but failed. Then again, she could just be some psyco.

"Fuck, she's right." He mumbled to himself, and picked up the form from the ground heading toward the nearest room with rope and a chair.
When Squee woke up he was having trouble stringing things together. Like he knew Johnny was talking to him, he knew what he was saying, but he couldn't comprehend the words. He growled frustrated, there was that Devi girl in the corner, where was his lighters and gas? He growled again, he was getting frustrated. Obviously Johnny noticed that he wasn't catching on to what he saying and left.

"Alone, again." He sighed, he was regaining his reality of the situation, but he wasn't quite there yet.

"Not alone Squee." A dark figure cooed from the corner.

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