Alright, the next chapter! Fast updating, no? I was just having so much fun writing it I just couldn't stop. Besides what else am I supposed to do when I am sick?

Well, ENJOY!


They were in the kitchen, sitting on the cold black and white checkered floor. Dib held his little sister, Gaz, close to him, while Zim held her ice-cold hand, trying to warm it. Gaz was pale and looked as if death had loomed over, her hair had less shine than it usually had. Gaz's eyes were dull and haunted and they didn't carry their normal gleam. Zim and Dib had both raced upstairs when they heard her scream and found her lying unconscious on the floor. Dib had panicked because he thought she was dead until he saw her chest rising and falling. They took her to the kitchen because of Zim's request of being away from the bedrooms because of the phone.

"There was nothing in the room with you." Dib assured his sister.

"Something was there. I know there was." Gaz shot back in a weak voice.

Zim rubbed her hand harder after feeling some of the heat return to her. Gaz just stared around, dazed almost, then she sat up moving away from Dib's protective hold. She pulled her hand from Zim and stood up. She saw that the lights were on, must be night.

"Gaz, are you sure you should be standing. I really think you should lie back down." Dib suggested.

Gaz turned a fierce glare at him and frowned when she realized something.

"Did you guys see any blood? Hands that were cut off at the wrists?" She asked.

"No." Both boys said in unison.

Gaz turned her gaze towards the exit of the kitchen down the hall at the stairs. Should she risk going back up there? Find the hands? Were they even there in the first place? She shook her head and turned to the guys again.

"Where are the two idiots?"

"Jake and Cindy? They are up in there room. They asked for us not to disturb them." Dib answered.

"Disgusting humans." Zim shook his head.

Dib gave Zim a look before smiling, "Lets get Gaz upstairs and get to bed."

Zim nodded. Together, they escorted Gaz upstairs for a night.

Cindy and Jake smiled together and hugged each other. There was a ringing.

"What's that? It sounds like a phone." Cindy said.

"It is…it's coming from Dib's room."

"HOORAY! Maybe I can call friends now that I know there is a phone in here."

She jumped off the bed leaving Jake and ran into the other room next door. She turned on the lights and the room brightened. She dove for the phone, literally, and landed on her elbows already twisting the cord in her fingers. She held the receiver up to her ear.

"Hello?"

Ring around the rosy.

"Hello? Why are you singing? Is this a school?"

Pocket full of posy.

"Little kids? Is this some kind of prank phone call?"

Ashes, ashes we all fall down.

"Can you please stop singing?"

Ashes, ashes we all fall DOWN!

The singing ended with a scream of 'Down'. Cindy pulled the phone away then replaced it back. She heard no singing; just the constant ring that told her the line had been disconnected. She glared at the phone and clenched her free fist.

"What little jerks. I will show them."

She looked around and finally found the button on the phone. She hit redial. The phone rang and someone picked up, but said nothing.

"Hello? Is this the people who just prank phone called us?"

Raspy breathing on the other line.

"What jerks! Why don't you talk? You are so mean!"

A hiss.

"What are you doing?"

There was a rustling noise.

"H-Hello? Look this isn't funny. Who is this?"

Silence.

"Okay then…uh-good bye now."

She hung up. She felt a bit nervous about that call. No not nervous, she was scared. Maybe she should call the police. Cindy nodded and picked up the phone once more, but this time there was no dial tone. The phone was dead. She heard the door slam. She jumped up and slammed the phone back down and saw the door had closed on her. Thump. Something was banging on the door. Thump, thump.

"Hello? Jake?"

Thump. Thump. Thump.

"Jake, this isn't funny."

Thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump.

"JAKE! STOP! GO AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump.

"GO AWAY!"

The pounding stopped and the door slowly opened itself. Cindy stepped back a bit, eyes wide. Nothing was there.

"If that is you Gaz…I will personally hit you upside the head, you little witch."

The lights in the room flickered for a moment then went out. Cindy gasped and backed away until she hit something. She thought it was the wall, but when she turned to look and she screamed. The lights turned on and Cindy was nowhere to be seen.

The sun rose up, greeting everyone to a wonderful morning. In the kitchen, Zim, Dib, and Gaz were eating there breakfast.

"So…what is this again?" The alien asked.

Zim was shoving his breakfast around with a fork with disgust clearly written on his face.

"Its called waffles, Zim." Dib sighed.

Zim snarled at Dib and cut a piece off the corner of his honey colored waffle. He sniffed it and then stuck it in his mouth. He chewed and swallowed. He looked to Dib and smiled sheepishly.

"This is…actually quite good."

"Told you." Dib replied.

Gaz had dibs on the pizza and was already eating two pieces. They were white cheese with red pepperonis. She took a bite and chewed thoroughly. Dib finished his two waffles and gulped down his milk. Zim had only just begun his second waffle when Jake raced into the kitchen, panting, as if he had just run the marathon.

"Jake?" Dib questioned.

"I can't find Cindy. Is she in here?"

"No." Gaz stated.

Jake stared as Zim continued eating his waffle; Dib put away his plates, and Gaz chewing on her pizza.

"Aren't you even the least bit concerned? She could be in trouble."

"Eh? Yes, yes, we are concerned Human. Now, be gone with you, I must finish this wa-full."

Zim waved Jake away with his three-clawed hand. Jake growled and turned to Dib who turned the knob for the faucet. No water came out.

"HEY! I need to wash my hands here." Dib complained.

He turned the other knob and still no water came free. Zim rolled his lavender eyes and jumped up from his seat carrying over his now empty plate. He set the plate into the sink and fumbled with the knobs, nothing.

"Darn human technology."

"Zim…this isn't technology."

"Shut-up, Dib-worm!" Zim spat.

He turned both knobs into the off position and then the sink gurgled. Zim froze fearing water would splash all over him and he forgot to bring his paste. Fortunately for him nothing came out. He raised a clenched fist and brought it down onto the faucet. The impact made a loud squeak and suddenly water shot up from the disposal. Zim screamed and jerked back. Dib positioned himself in front of Zim, protecting him from the spill of water.

Dib gagged at the stench. This wasn't water. He looked at his trench coat and gasped. Thick red liquid clung to him.

"Blood?" Dib gasped.

"Why would blood be in the sink? I am sure its just colored water." Gaz suggested.

"Gaz, that has to be the dumbest thing I have ever heard you say."

"I know. Just trying to lighten the mood." She gave a slight smile.

"You lightening the mood? Wow, once in a lifetime moment." Dib grinned despite the situation.

Zim rolled his eyes and stood up from the floor where he had fallen and walked over to the fridge to grab some bottled water so Dib could clean himself up. He opened it up and the light flicked on inside. Zim reached deep inside and pulled out a water bottle. Thick, red liquid was inside. The bottle had been opened. He reached for another and pulled out another red liquid. The bottles didn't contain red liquid before. He peered inside near the bottom of the fridge. He pulled open a bottom drawer and screamed.

"AAAAHHH!"

He jumped back, eyes wide in fear. Dib and everyone else looked over. Dib walked up and peered inside, his insides churned and he felt bile rushing up his throat. He pulled away and doubled over. He barfed. Gaz, curious, walked over and looked down. She wanted to scream, but also wanted to be strong in front of everyone.

Inside the bottom drawer of the fridge was Cindy's decapitated head. Her hair was clean, face clean, but the drawer was flooded with red blood. Jake walked over and screamed.

"CINDY! NO!"

Zim, despite his growing fear, leaned in closer to the head. This was odd. The muscles never relaxed upon her death. Her mouth was pulled back in what looked to be a pained scream. Her blue eyes were still wet and wide. Then a question popped into Zim's mind: Where is the body? Dib walked over, yellow barf and drool clung to his mouth and some caught onto his trench coat. He was pale, almost matching the pure white-checkered tiles of the floor.

"Guys…what the heck is going on here?" Jake asked.

Zim turned to Dib who turned to Gaz who was staring at the disembodied head. No one knew how to answer.

"I don't know, wormbaby, but I think we can fight off whatever this thing is." Zim stated.

A ring. From upstairs. The phone.

Dib and Zim stared at each other.

"FINE! I will get it." Zim sighed.

Everyone raced upstairs and walked into the room. Zim picked up the phone and listened. Nothing but the static of white noise played in the background. Zim couldn't take it anymore and handed the phone to Jake who eagerly snatched it away.

"Hello?"

Silence.

"Are you the one who killed my Cindy? What did you do to her? Why did you hurt her?"

"You."

It was Cindy's voice, though her voice was low and frighteningly evil, she also sounded as if she were having trouble breathing, taking in raspy breaths.

"What? Cindy? Cindy baby it's me!"

"You are."

"I am what?"

"You are all dead."

The line disconnected. Jake pulled the phone away and slammed it down. His eyes were full of unshed tears.

"Who was it? Someone was obviously talking." Dib said.

"It was…Cindy."

"Eh? Cindy is dead, wormbaby." Zim rolled his eyes.

"She said were all dead."

Jake shook his head furiously and raced out of the room. Zim snarled and picked up the phone, placing it to his ear. There was no signal…the line was out. The phone was dead.

"It's dead."

"Who's dead?" Dib asked obviously not paying attention.

"The phone…it's dead."

Gaz turned to the window and gasped. Zim and Dib looked over and stared with immense fear. On the window was written with black letters was:

1 down and 4 to go.


Hope you enjoyed that chapter! I will try and have the next chapter up soon.