As the bright light of the morning sun became too much for Dani's pale skin to bear, she lifted herself from under the tree and began her walk to her new home. She held the journal tightly against her as she walked along.

She passed the familiar faceless houses and welcomed the long grasses that went up past her sneakers. She strolled up to the door ready to open the door when a sudden voice caught her attention.

"So your the new owner of 777, ey?" asked a mans voice behind her. She turned around and faced a well-built man. Though he was dressed in a black tee shirt and black jeans, he didn't look threatening. His short black hair lay flat on his head. He wasn't very tall but his body had filled out quite nicely. If he hadn't been in his early 20s and also a human, she may have found him attractive.

"Who are you?" she asked, her tone was as cold as ice. The man held a blank face. "My name is Todd Casil. But as a kid I was called Squee because of the squeaking sound I would make when I got scared." He paused when the questioned look passed over her face. "I believe you may have seen my name in that book that your hold a few times."

"So," she started carefully. "You're Squee? The wide eyed boy that lived next door?" she said. Stepping back and opening the door to her new house, she beckoned for him to follow her into the room. He did, closing the door behind him as she pulled up a chair for him to sit on into the middle of the room. He sat as she sat down, resting his elbows on his knees, as she sat cross-legged on the large wooden box in front of him.

"So, you knew Johnny as a kid?" she asked softly, looking Squee in the eye. He nodded. "Yes, he burst into my room looking for a disinfectant the night we met. He was. …Disturbing to say the least." he said the last part quieter. She nodded, for him to continue.

"Oh it not like he himself didn't like me. Oh no. He saved many times form my parents and others that tried to hurt me. He really cared for me in his own way. It's the things that he did afterwards that were disturbing. Like ripping out a molesters brain and throwing it against the wall."

"How did Johnny die?" she asked cautiously, as a hand shot up to pick at the many acne bumps on the side of her face. Old habits die-hard. Because of this stupid habit, she has those soft pink scars. He shrugged. "Im not sure he's even dead. One day he just went missing. Haven't seen him since. People assumed he was dead. But I still have my doubts. I mean, they never found a body. They were just happy that the murder was gone."

"So, there's a chance that he may still be alive?"

"Yes, there is. I have yet to check with Pepito to see if he's in hell or not, and I really doubt that he is in heaven if he is dead."

Dani shook her head and raised a blond eyebrow. "Huh?"

Squee looked over to the dairy resting in her lap. "I guess you haven't gotten very far in that book. When I was about ten, Johnny killed himself. Or tired to anyways. He shot himself in the head with the use of a machine arm. From what he told me, after his death he went up to heaven. He had a hell of a time there. Blowing people up and causing major damage to the order." Squee laughed, thinking about how pleased Johnny was as he told him the story as a bedtime story. Needless to say, he didn't sleep to well that night.

"He then went down to hell where he meet Satan. He said he was a real asshole. And I myself have met him and I have to agree with him."

Dani looked even more confused then before. And also like she didn't believe him. He face held a cocked eyebrow and a smirk. He snorted and continued. "Pepito, a good friend of mine, is the real antichrist. He now rules over hell." suddenly him couldn't hold back a laugh. "Its too bad his wife rules over him."

Dani laughed softly, but the soft sound quickly disappeared. "Well thank you Todd for telling me this." She quickly moved to the door, almost at lightning speed. Squee was caught off-guard but continued to the door. Just before she could close the door behind him, he placed the toe of his boot against the doorframe, stopping the closure.

"I must ask you not disturb my son to much. He is very fragile." He said in a soft voice. Dani's pale eyes looked at him questionably and he glanced over to the grass in front of his house next-door. A small little boy, with jet-black hair, pale skin and a skinny body structure sat playing with a toy robot.

"His name is Dustyn. I adopted him last year. He's 5 years old," he said with pride in his voice. "Anyways, ill bring Pepito and his wife over sound. Till then, enjoy going through all the underground tunnels. Their quite fun." Bye wave to her before walked to his son on the front lawn.

That dudes odd, she thought as she closed the door. She walked over to the old sofa and plopped herself down, turning on the TV, looking for something disturbing to watch. Only to find a commercial on about diarrhea. Before she could stop herself, she burst out into hysterically laugher.

Yeah I know, a lot of flashback to JTHM. But oh well. I really don't like this chapter that much, but Im putting it up anyways. I had to create a older Squee. Wasn't easy when you have to think about how his parents and Johnny affected him. But I think I did a ok job. It didn't suck that bad.

Btw, Squee is about 22 years old. He adopted a kid Cos he didn't want a kid with his bad genetics.

Anyways, Pepito will be in the next chapter, which I should have up soon.

Feel free to review.