I apologize for it taking a few days to update...I have been so busy with school this week.
Anyway, on to chapter 7. ENJOY!
Standing in the kitchen they all listened to constant ring of the telephone. Upstairs. Possessed by something. The phone wouldn't stop. At least, not until someone answered it.
Dib let out a snarl and raced upstairs followed by Zim. Throwing open the door of the room Dib snagged the phones cord that connected to the wall. He grinned manically and began rubbing the thin wire between his forefinger and thumb. He giggled. A soft giggle that sent shivers down Zim's spine. The alien just watched for a few moments as Dib twisted the wire in his hands and jumped when Dib suddenly and violently tore the cord from the wall. Pieces of wall came with the cord as it landed harmlessly on the floor. The constant ringing stopped and Dib sighed in relief.
He and Zim turned to leave when the phone started to ring again. Disconnected from the wall and ringing. Dib turned to Zim and gave a weak, scared smile.
"It's got to be battery operated or something."
Zim didn't seem so sure. Dib tried searching for the place where the batteries went, but there was none. The phone was ringing on it's own energy. Dib looked around frantically, the noise was driving him crazy. His eyes stopped at Zim. Zim involuntarily took a step back, nervous at the desperate yet evil look Dib had placed on his face.
"Give me a weapon." Dib hissed.
Zim complied immediately, reaching into his pack he pulled out a crow bar. Dib gave him a strange look and Zim just shrugged.
"I thought your human weapon was…cool."
Dib turned his attention from Zim to the phone. He raised the crow bar over his head and slammed it down onto the phone. The table the phone sat on broke underneath the pressure of the blow. Pieces of wood and splinter scatted everywhere. Dib ignored the fallen table and continued slamming the iron bar into the phone. The phone's tone went dull and died. Silence once more except for the constant panting of Dib. He walked out of the room dropping the crow bar at Zim's feet and walking out. Zim packed away his iron bar and picked up large pieces of wood and the phone and followed Dib down the hall and downstairs, back to the kitchen.
Zim dumped the phone and wood into the trashcan next to the fridge and walked over to check up on Gaz. Jake watched the three for a moment before furiously looking away and stalking out to the hall, up to his room, Cindy's room.
"So, how is Gaz doing?" Dib asked ignoring Jake's sudden leave.
"I think she is going to make it."
"Thank God! Gaz, I promise when we make it out of here I am going to buy you all the Games you could ever ask for and I will even clean your room for you and everything…just do me one thing in return. LIVE!"
Gaz peeked her eyes opened just a tad and smirked. She gave a soft yet pained chuckle.
"Th-thanks Dib. Y-you can g-go if you wa-want." She said.
Dib shook his head furiously from side to side to make a point, as he shouted 'NO'. Gaz just gave a weak smile. If she had the strength and the ability not to bleed if she sat up she would've hugged her brother. A real hug, not a hard gut-crushing hug, but a nice soft hug. She closed her eyes and her smile faded leaving a lazy, straight-lipped mouth.
Jake sat in his room, on the soft yet hard bed. The door was closed and locked. He rubbed the coarse fabric of the comforter with his right hand and immediately thought of Cindy. She would never get to be his bride. They didn't even have the chance to actually ask for each other's hand in marriage. His vision became a blur as salty tears came into his eyes.
"Why…Cindy…why?" He asked no one between sobs.
The lights flickered and Jake stopped his flow of tears to glare up at them. He clenched his fists tightly and threatened the ceiling by shaking them at it.
"I hate you! Whatever you are I will kill you. I will let Cindy get her revenge through me. Come on out and show yourself!"
His eyes darted to the door as he heard a click of the door's lock being opened. He shivered and felt the room become colder. He tensed and prepared to leap onto the monster, but stopped. His heart leaped and his eyes widened. Standing in the doorway was her. His precious Cindy. Her hair was wet and clothes were soaked causing them to cling to the figure of her body. She moved into the room, her bare feet making a soft wet sound as she stepped.
Jake jumped off of the bed and stood stock still in front of her. She smiled at him and motioned with her right pointer finger to follow. Turning around, she walked out of the room, her feet dripping water to the hard wood floors, making them slick. Jake smiled and moved forward out of the room and taking a right, following her to the closet door at the end of the hall. Once there, Cindy grasped the knob and twisted, opening the door. She held it opened for Jake and he walked into the lightless closet. Cindy entered afterward, closing the door behind her. Jake's pained scream erupted from the closet. The lights in the hall flickered for a moment and stopped. All is silent and the door to the closet remained closed.
"W-t-r." Gaz croaked.
"What? What is it you want?" Dib asked.
"Wa-," She coughed.
"Dib-sis…Gaz, what is it you want?" Zim changed Dib-sister to Gaz.
"Wa-t-er."
"Ugh…horrible earth poison." Zim groaned.
"I will get you some…just give me a minute." Dib jumped up.
He hurried and grabbed a cup from the cupboards and went to the faucet, pausing only a moment, remembering what had happened last time he tried using this. Blood had covered him. He shivered at the memory and turned the water on. He winced, expecting blood, but he got water. Precious, clear water. He smiled and let out a sigh of relief. Then the faucet gurgled and made a low grumble. Water stopped flowing and for a moment nothing came out. Then the red liquid came. Blood spilled over the cup and Dib's bare hand. Splattering in the sink, the blood caught some of the black sleeve of Dib's trench coat. He jerked back and immediately turned off the faucet. Blood dripped from his hand and the cup onto the floor.
Suddenly in the silence there is a ring. A constant ring of a phone. The smashed phone that Zim had placed into the trashcan. Dib went to the trash and pulled it out. The phone didn't stop, so Dib, despite himself, lifted the smashed receiver to his ear.
"What the heck do you want with us?" He cried.
"Hey Dib!" It was Jake.
"Jake? Is there another phone in the house?"
"Remember when I told you I wanted you to die a horrible death? I wanted for your freaky sister to go? Remember?"
"Y-Yes, but Jake-,"
"I want her to rot."
"WHAT?"
"She will rot in heck and you boys will watch as I tear her limb from limb. Peel the skin from her muscles and bone. I will make you watch as I dissect her, taking every organ out, one by one just so you can see what she looks like on the inside."
"SHUT UP!"
"You and Zim will be dead as well."
"SHUT UP!"
"Yes, I will make you both rot too. You will feed the insects when I bury you alive. They will eat your flesh, slowly, and painfully. You will scream and I will laugh."
"SHUT UP, SHUT UP!"
"HAHA. Hey Dib, I left you a gift."
"What?"
"Yes a gift."
The line disconnected as Jake hung up. Dib slammed the phone down, he kicked and kicked. The phone was almost as flat as paper and the little chip inside snapped in half. He hoped the phone would not ring again.
"Who was it?" The alien asked.
"Jake…he…I-I think he left a trap or something for us and—Zim?"
Zim's fake lavender eyes were wide; his hands shaking at his sides, mouth slightly opened, his face spoke fear. Dib swallowed and turned around. He yelped, jumping back. A large golden Labrador stood in the entryway of the kitchen. Its ears erect. The eyes were bloodshot; its fur was matted with blood and mud. His teeth yellow and blood stained. It growled, baring its teeth. Dib could almost smell the blood. It made him sick. He looked to Gaz and saw that Zim was already in front of her, protecting her.
He turned around to see the dog lunging at him, snapping its canines. Dib jumped back, slipping on the blood that dripped from his hand and cup, he fell. The dog jumped and pinned him to the floor. Its breath was warm, and reeked of stale dog food, and blood. He was, in the teeth, that there were pieces of flesh still stuck in between the largest canines up front. Then he froze, Jake was dead. The dog opened its jaws and made a lunge for his throat.
A great weight was lifted from Dib's chest and he heard a pained squeal. Opening his eyes he saw Zim in front of him with a crow bar in his hands. The alien he had tried to get on a dissection table actually saved his life. Zim swung at the dog again, but the jaws clamped onto the bar and jerked it away from Zim, tossing it several feet away. The lab lunged and spider legs emerged from Zim's pack, lifting him a couple feet into the air as they propelled him up to the ceiling, jumping over the dog. He pulled a ray gun from his pack, aimed, and fired. The red laser shot the dog between the eyes. The Labrador suddenly vanished. Almost as if nothing were there.
Zim looked to Dib who was still on the floor and wondered if the two of them were going insane or there really was a dog there, attacking them, trying to kill them. Both boys looked at each other as if mentally asking for an explanation, but none responded because they had no idea what was real and what was not…at least…not anymore.
A sharp intake of breath caused the two to jump. Gaz eyes were wide and staring at something. Turning, both froze. On the cabinets was black writing:
2 down and 3 to go.
"We have to get out of here." Dib said.
"Yes…but how?" Zim questioned.
What is Real? Is Jake really dead? Who knows? I DO! HEHE...stay turned for the next chapter!
