JT and Toby were continuing their combat, but now it had gotten really
ugly. JT ripped Toby's shirt and broke his glasses while smushing dirt in
his face, and Toby had scratched up JT's arms and continued to bitch-slap
JT until his face was red and sore.
JT: We have to stop fighting right now, Toby!
Toby stood up.
Toby: I guess you're right. We have to go see who was screaming! JT: I bet it was your mom! Toby: Most likely! C'mon!
The two beaten-up boys then bounded into the house, to see who was screaming, and why.
Rick, in the meantime, used all of his strength to pull out the crimson- tainted knife from Mr. Kerwin's body, and had managed to shove him onto the floor and underneath the bed. He sat on one of the pillows which were meant to look like Mrs. Kerwin's body, and just took a few minutes to catch his breath. Killing people was hard work!
Simultaneously, JT and Toby held hands as they moved throughout the house.
JT: Mrs. Kerwin? Are you in here? Toby: Maybe she's in the kitchen, and she accidentally cut one of her fingers off while preparing dinner.
JT nodded. That was entirely possible. Toby turned on a light and reached for JT's hand again as the two began traveling towards the kitchen. Once inside, they looked all over—in the cupboards, under the table, even under the sink! But still, no Mrs. Kerwin.
Toby: If she's not in the kitchen, she must be upstairs. JT: I agree. Since you still can't see because I broke your glasses, I'll just...ah...hold your hand again, heh heh!
Toby smiled and the two grasped hands again as they ascended the staircase. As soon as their scruffy feet hit the top floor, the overwhelmingly sickening scent of death hit their nostrils, full blast.
Toby: Oh *coughs* What IS that?
JT held his nose with the hand that wasn't hanging on to Toby's.
JT: I don't know! But it smells TERRIBLE!
They continued down the hallway, despite the gruesome aroma. They could see light coming from two rooms; Toby's parents' room, and Ashley's room. Since Ashley's room was closer, they opened the door and witnessed the most macabre scene either of them had ever laid eyes on.
JT: We have to stop fighting right now, Toby!
Toby stood up.
Toby: I guess you're right. We have to go see who was screaming! JT: I bet it was your mom! Toby: Most likely! C'mon!
The two beaten-up boys then bounded into the house, to see who was screaming, and why.
Rick, in the meantime, used all of his strength to pull out the crimson- tainted knife from Mr. Kerwin's body, and had managed to shove him onto the floor and underneath the bed. He sat on one of the pillows which were meant to look like Mrs. Kerwin's body, and just took a few minutes to catch his breath. Killing people was hard work!
Simultaneously, JT and Toby held hands as they moved throughout the house.
JT: Mrs. Kerwin? Are you in here? Toby: Maybe she's in the kitchen, and she accidentally cut one of her fingers off while preparing dinner.
JT nodded. That was entirely possible. Toby turned on a light and reached for JT's hand again as the two began traveling towards the kitchen. Once inside, they looked all over—in the cupboards, under the table, even under the sink! But still, no Mrs. Kerwin.
Toby: If she's not in the kitchen, she must be upstairs. JT: I agree. Since you still can't see because I broke your glasses, I'll just...ah...hold your hand again, heh heh!
Toby smiled and the two grasped hands again as they ascended the staircase. As soon as their scruffy feet hit the top floor, the overwhelmingly sickening scent of death hit their nostrils, full blast.
Toby: Oh *coughs* What IS that?
JT held his nose with the hand that wasn't hanging on to Toby's.
JT: I don't know! But it smells TERRIBLE!
They continued down the hallway, despite the gruesome aroma. They could see light coming from two rooms; Toby's parents' room, and Ashley's room. Since Ashley's room was closer, they opened the door and witnessed the most macabre scene either of them had ever laid eyes on.