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"Nine!" exclaimed Yoturrrio, "I lost so much more, so much younger"
"What?" asked Becker maliciously "like your sanity?"
Yoturrrio placed a long jagged finger on his perfectly heart shape lips and sighed "Maybe" in his moment of weakness Becker lashed out at him, nearly knocking him off his feet- but not quite. "HA" laughed Yoturrrio waggling his finger at Becker's sweating, tear filling face.
"Tell me one thing please?" asked Becker trying to appeal to his better nature.
"I could tell you so much more than one thing, but what is it you insignificant little fool?" he answered, breathing in and standing tall to make himself look much more respectable to the sleeping room.
"Where's Bill?"
"Humans are so stupid" Becker stared but Yoturrrio continued like he not just said something quite out of the ordinary. "I disposed of him"
"No, no, no you didn't and I know you didn't, you don't have the guts or you would have killed us all on the spot." Becker made sure he wasn't specific about who he could have killed "Now" he stopped to catch his breath "tell me where he is!" he demanded.
"I have had enough" he swept him long clock over his feet once again and disappeared, he was replaced by a crying figure, who has curled into a tight ball.
"Bill?" asked Becker inspecting the body for any signs of life and prodding him with his feet.
Bill lashed out at him; he evidently thought Becker was 'Paul'. Becker let the attack hit him and Bill looked up into his eyes and said "Sorry"
"It's ok" said Becker looking at Bill from head to foot "but you could make it up to me by uniting theses ropes" Bill pushed Becker onto his chest and slowly attempting to untie the rope. Becker didn't like the feeling of heavy hands on his back, fiddling with the rope that bond hands tightly together. Suddenly the hands got lighter, like they had been removed, so Becker tried to pull his hands apart but they were still tied up. He got up so he was kneeling on the hard floor, looking around him- Bill was nowhere to be seen! Instead written on the wall behind, where Bill used to be, was;
Nice try, 'Hils'
Love Paul
Becker shuffled over to the wall and looked at the writing- it was written in blood! 'What is wrong with that guy' thought Becker. Suddenly he heard something hard ram against the tiny stone door (Sorry I really didn't describe the room, I know you guys are thinking 'what door?' sorry), even with the immense noise his sleeping companions did not stir. Suddenly the door was successfully rammed open and in ran…
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