(I'm writing chapter five and six all in the same day cause I don't know how I'll feel tomorrow.. I toke double of my medicine so I'm pretty emotionally numb right now..)

Jhonny leaned back ageinst the wall as he laid on the cot, trying to think of a way to get Squee out. "You have a lead pipe?"

"No."

"A screw driver?"

"No"

"Shoe laces!"

He pointed to his feet. "Slippers.."

"Damnit, how am I supposed to get you out with no Shoe laces? Huh? Its physically impossiable.. It just can't be done.. A man needs his shoe laces or its all over, you might as well just take his soul to.." As Jhonny was rambling on, Todd walked over to the door and pulled on the handle.

The door came open with a small noise; he looked back at Nny. "Its open…"

"Oh.." Jhonny stared at the door for a moment, expecting something terriable, like Barbra Strisand jumping out and devouring the flesh, but no. There was no Stris-a-souras-rex. He stood up and made his way to the door and stood next to Squee. "Well, lets go…"

He went through the doorway first, looking around for a minute then pulling Squee by the wrist to the main entrance. The woman stood up from her spiny chair. "SIR! Excuse me! What do you think your doing!"

"Taking him.." He said with a blank, slightly confused stare.

"You can't do that!" She said sternly.

"Uh… but I am doing it…So bye.." He turned back to the doors as the woman called for security. Then he remembered he had no car. Well shit, that's not good. He started to run pulling Squee behind him. "Run you son-uva-bitch!" He shouted back at Squee with that homicidal angry face.

Squee made his trademark 'Squee' noise before he started running faster. As they started to run into the woods, Squee started to think that maybe he thought to quickly, he shouldn't have done this. A bear could get him for fucks sake!

After about fifteen minutes of running, Jhonny got blowout and had to stop. "Holy fuck! My heart.. I must sit.." He flopped down on the ground and breathed in deeply.

Squee flopped down to but not very close to him, breathing heavily. "Don't you have a car?"

"No"

"Motorcycle?"

"No"

"Mo-Pad?"

"No"

"How about a a wagon! You got a little red wagon! HUH!" He was very frusterated and didn't think about who he was talking to.

Jhonny neared his eyes as he turned his head to glare at Squee, then he just looked away and closed his eyes, trying to rest for a while.

(Yes, I think my writing souds a little darker… I sad)