er... so... ya. i am hoping to write a SECOND book, and this one was actually REQUESTED by a boook writer. i completley forgot her name, (it was hard to pronounce anyway) so here it is.

 

 

 

introduction

 

am i dead? no, i was just in my kithchen... where am i? um... its dark... my basment maybe? well, philli the cat should be on in one hour.... ok, no more fooling around. i try to flail my arms, only to hit things that feel like spikes. i hear an evil laugh. "where am i?" i ask, only to hear no response for a while. "you are in darkness..." a deep voice finally replies. "never to return to that indecernable world of yours..." "indecernible? thats what you think of my world?" i ask, thinking i have a confused look on my face. insted, my face was a normal expression. i wasnt even moving my mouth when i spoke. "yes... its terrible... you have no idea how i feel when i enter it..." the deep voice says. im getting nowhere with this... i think, acting like i had a mad expression. i hear a terrible a terrible scream, the sound emediatly stopping as it starts. i then feel a terrible stroke on my face.

i think, acting like i had a mad expression. i hear a terrible a terrible scream, the sound emediatly stopping as it starts. i then feel a terrible stroke on my face.

 

and this one was actually REQUESTED by a boook writer

 

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