Chapter 2
Warren was fine after resting from his accident in the vòi hoa sen that morning. He grabbed his trusty baseball bat, his protective shelter of a black blanket and walked downstairs to help out Eliza. Eliza was in the phòng bếp, nhà bếp washing dishes, as
Warren silently walked in there. She didn't notice him beside of her, as she went along humming "I'll Fly Away". He smiled and said,"Good song! I loved how they sang it on O' Brother Where Art Thou." Eliza jumped, as a plate broke on the floor.
"Oh shit, I mean shoot!" Warren laughed, as he knelt down, feeling the floor, trying to help out the scared maid. "Sorry Eliza. I didn't mean to scare bạn hoặc cause bạn to break a plate." She looked at him, also on the floor trying to pick up the shards of china,"How do bạn know it was a plate and not a glass?" Warren chuckled and answered,"Well, my hearing has taught itself how to identify different things breaking. A plate has a distinctive difference of sound when breaking that a glass cup hoặc a sứ, đồ sứ doll." Eliza looked at him grinning and replied,"That's very interesting! I just hope your momma doesn't get a cow from seeing this mess!" Warren winced,"Was it one of the good china?"
Eliza sighed,"It was the good plate that she bought in Châu Âu five years ago." Warren sucked in and out a harsh breath, as if he had just scratched a scab that had been opened. He felt around for a plate, but accidentally touched Eliza's feather duster, as his eyes shot open.
He started breathing in and out heavily. Young prodigy, we can see your eyes! Spiders started crawling around everywhere, as he back up against a corner, covering his head, putting himself in a fetal position. Eliza looked at him and ran towards him, as he kept saying,"Stay away from me!" He could still hear them, feeling their fangs ripping him open. "Ow!!!! STOP!!!!!" Tears streamed through his brown eyes, as his long black hair covered his face and arms.
Come with us, boy king! We will save bạn from this evil world! "No! I like living here! I don't need your help!" Eliza bent down and started talking to him calmly,"Warren, who are bạn talking to?" He breathed heavily, and started sweating and panting,"The spiders, Eliza! The spiders! We're invaded bởi them! Ow! Don't bạn feel them? They're trying to poison me and suck out my blood!" Eliza ran to the book shelf, grabbed a phone book and ran to the phone to call for help, as Warren still heard those voices. Come to us, young king. Come to us. We will inject our fangs into bạn and fill bạn with our nectar. He started vomiting blood, as he passed out on the phòng bếp, nhà bếp floor.
Sirens. The sirens blared their noises like angry banshees looking for vengeance.
Warren was fine after resting from his accident in the vòi hoa sen that morning. He grabbed his trusty baseball bat, his protective shelter of a black blanket and walked downstairs to help out Eliza. Eliza was in the phòng bếp, nhà bếp washing dishes, as
Warren silently walked in there. She didn't notice him beside of her, as she went along humming "I'll Fly Away". He smiled and said,"Good song! I loved how they sang it on O' Brother Where Art Thou." Eliza jumped, as a plate broke on the floor.
"Oh shit, I mean shoot!" Warren laughed, as he knelt down, feeling the floor, trying to help out the scared maid. "Sorry Eliza. I didn't mean to scare bạn hoặc cause bạn to break a plate." She looked at him, also on the floor trying to pick up the shards of china,"How do bạn know it was a plate and not a glass?" Warren chuckled and answered,"Well, my hearing has taught itself how to identify different things breaking. A plate has a distinctive difference of sound when breaking that a glass cup hoặc a sứ, đồ sứ doll." Eliza looked at him grinning and replied,"That's very interesting! I just hope your momma doesn't get a cow from seeing this mess!" Warren winced,"Was it one of the good china?"
Eliza sighed,"It was the good plate that she bought in Châu Âu five years ago." Warren sucked in and out a harsh breath, as if he had just scratched a scab that had been opened. He felt around for a plate, but accidentally touched Eliza's feather duster, as his eyes shot open.
He started breathing in and out heavily. Young prodigy, we can see your eyes! Spiders started crawling around everywhere, as he back up against a corner, covering his head, putting himself in a fetal position. Eliza looked at him and ran towards him, as he kept saying,"Stay away from me!" He could still hear them, feeling their fangs ripping him open. "Ow!!!! STOP!!!!!" Tears streamed through his brown eyes, as his long black hair covered his face and arms.
Come with us, boy king! We will save bạn from this evil world! "No! I like living here! I don't need your help!" Eliza bent down and started talking to him calmly,"Warren, who are bạn talking to?" He breathed heavily, and started sweating and panting,"The spiders, Eliza! The spiders! We're invaded bởi them! Ow! Don't bạn feel them? They're trying to poison me and suck out my blood!" Eliza ran to the book shelf, grabbed a phone book and ran to the phone to call for help, as Warren still heard those voices. Come to us, young king. Come to us. We will inject our fangs into bạn and fill bạn with our nectar. He started vomiting blood, as he passed out on the phòng bếp, nhà bếp floor.
Sirens. The sirens blared their noises like angry banshees looking for vengeance.
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