Tears trickled down my face, as I gently placed the flowers on the grave. At the head of the grave, stood a small tombstone with a simple engraving:
Rumpelteazer
Fun loving friend
We will always miss you
And remember you.
She had been discovered, dead, stretched out on the backseat of the car, which still stood in the junkyard, a reminder of the tragedy that had taken place. I felt a paw on my shoulder and turned. "Hi Alonzo," I said, trying hard to keep my voice from cracking. He gave me a sad smile. Then, suddenly, a look of determination came on his face. "Come on, Deme. Let's go."
I was confused. "Go where?"
"Anywhere." He threw his arms out. "I don't care about where. Except to leave this place. With you. I'm not staying here to watch you die, like the other Jellicles. Come on." He pulled me to my feet. I tried to argue, but what could I say? He was right, but something kept niggling at me.
"Munk?!" I looked wildly around the junkyard. No one was around. The once busy junkyard seemed like a ghost town. "Munk?!" Silence. "Alonzo?!" Still silence. Then, very faintly, there was a call. "Deme?" It sounded strained. I ran towards the voice. "Alonzo? I'm coming!" There was no reply, but a faint thud came to my ears. I rounded the corner and gasped. It was he, alright. He was lying face down in a pool of blood. I looked around for any signs of the attacked, but there was none. Then, I glanced down at my paws. They were dripping with blood. Fresh blood. His blood.
I woke up, screaming.