Chapter 2
Step on it

6.55 a.m.
Vroom! The truck engine roared into life. Trying his best to avoid the bloody remains of Eustace, Courage sat in the truck. The key was still in the ignition, as if Eustace had tried to escape but failed. The man in the suit was nowhere to be found. Courage stepped on the gas and the truck lurched forward. He drove it at top speed down the road. There was no time to stop and think this time.
Slender used the Bagge telephone to call the police. Resting in Eustace's armchair, he reclined and waited for them to arrive. This was going to be amusing.
"Hello? May I know who I'm speaking to?"
Slender did not speak, which he could not do anyway, so the operator found this to be weird and contacted the police. Knowing the number to be 'Unknown', they knew it was from the Bagge house. I mean, who uses such an old-fashioned phone nowadays anyway?
The police station was not too far away. The police officers drove their police cars down the long stretch of road towards the house.
Suddenly, one of them spotted a dog driving a truck down the road.
"Stop and surrender the... er... truck, unauthorised driving-dog!"
Courage produced a driving licence from his pocket which he had gotten from the Computer. The police scratched their heads and carried on towards the house.
Slender was not amused. He had hoped the police would arrest the dog, but no, they did not. He pulled a revolver from his under his sleeve. At least the fools would be eliminated in an untraditional way.
7.10 a.m.
Courage continued driving down the road at top speed. He did not spot the man anywhere. Courage sighed in relief. He pulled into the town carpark. At least it would be harder for the man to find him.
7.11 a.m.
Gales of wind blew across Nowhere. The windmill spun like crazy. Unexpectedly, a tornado once again ripped through the plains. The windmill whirred so fast that the blades fell off. In the distance, the windmill vandals rose from the dead.
Slender had blown the heads of all the dupes without even tearing his clothes. He was a great marksman shooter. After dumping their bodies in the basement, he emerged to find that half the house had been demolished by a tornado. Bother.
Under a plank, the Computer was still intact. Having been powered to a ridiculous level, he was once again able to move. He rose with his robotic limbs and threw the plank aside.
Slender whipped around. Where had that sound come from? He was struck in the face by a ton of metal. Slender instantly recovered and used his arms to punch at the computer in front of him, but it just used several arms to block him while hitting him with the others. Slender felt something on his chest and looked down to see an arm connected to his body. On the computer screen an upload image was shown. Slender tried to teleport, but it was too late.
The Computer awoke in the tall, thin frame. He stretched his arms and tentacles. Time to think of a plan to get this mass-murderer out of existance!
7.24 a.m.
Courage went to watch the picture show. He could take a rest as if that killer turned up, everyone else would be able to alert him. Courage was still determined to get Muriel back. He just needed to think.
Courage took out a sketchpad and started to jot down ideas.
7.25 a.m.
The Computer took a special contraption from 'himself' and inserted into the body he was controlling. After fiddling a bit, the Computer connected an ordinary arm to Slender and returned to normal again.
Slender woke up with a muddled mind. He just felt so... tired. The computer next to him suddenly pulled out an oversized mallet and smashed him on the head. This continued until Slender died.
Now all the Computer had to do was to tell Courage everything was fine.