Chapter Two- The New Home
Squee first was dragged into the bloody 'home' after much struggle.
"You're a good little Squee. Welcome to your new home." "SQUEEEEEE!!!!" "Don't worry. You'll like it here. I, myself, don't sleep, but the house has a bedroom... It'll be your room... Heh... I like monkeys... I'll get you some video games. I'll get anything else you want for the room... Heh... A nice kid like you should have a nice life.... and that's something you haven't had... Well, this is your room. We'll decorate it later." He showed Squee a bare room with cracks in the walls and a filthy floor. In the corner there lay a King sized bed, though, and when NNY assured Squee it was filled with cotton stuffing, not bodies, Squee started feeling a bit better. But not much.
"Nny? Um.... why didn't you ever chop me up or kill me or anything? I don't want you to, but...what makes me different?" Squee slowly started realizing he should make the best of it, not bother the scary man.
"Because you're different, Squee. You've seen scum firsthand. You know how terrible they are. They've hurt you, and you know it. You are a real human. There aren't many." Nny said this with a pained expression on his face. "If you were chopped up, the world would be rid of a rare thing. We wouldn't want that to happen. There are too many scumbags already."
"You're a good little Squee. Welcome to your new home." "SQUEEEEEE!!!!" "Don't worry. You'll like it here. I, myself, don't sleep, but the house has a bedroom... It'll be your room... Heh... I like monkeys... I'll get you some video games. I'll get anything else you want for the room... Heh... A nice kid like you should have a nice life.... and that's something you haven't had... Well, this is your room. We'll decorate it later." He showed Squee a bare room with cracks in the walls and a filthy floor. In the corner there lay a King sized bed, though, and when NNY assured Squee it was filled with cotton stuffing, not bodies, Squee started feeling a bit better. But not much.
"Nny? Um.... why didn't you ever chop me up or kill me or anything? I don't want you to, but...what makes me different?" Squee slowly started realizing he should make the best of it, not bother the scary man.
"Because you're different, Squee. You've seen scum firsthand. You know how terrible they are. They've hurt you, and you know it. You are a real human. There aren't many." Nny said this with a pained expression on his face. "If you were chopped up, the world would be rid of a rare thing. We wouldn't want that to happen. There are too many scumbags already."