Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Two
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[TWO]
"WHAT!?" A deep voice called, and someone ran to the stairs and looked up at us. "Ahhh...my target Cydnee." He had a smile on his face, and he looked creepy.
    "Let go of me bạn jerk!" I đã đưa ý kiến and Haus laughed.
    "When will bạn learn?" Tabra asked me and started down the steps.
    "LET ME GO!" I shouted and struggeled, but his grip tightened.
    "Nice to see bạn again, Tabra." Haus said. "I knew you'd return."
    "Well, once I noticed my friend Cydnee here was a target I had to help out."
    "And we are returnally greatfull, no doubt. But, bạn quit ten years ago." Haus pointed out. "You đã đưa ý kiến bạn hated all of our guts, hope we'd die, and that no matter under what circumstances bạn would never return."
    Uh-oh.
    "Yea, I did." Tabra looked at me. "But, Cydnee will just keep running and running until she runs into a dead end, and knowing her bạn won't know how long that will be. Can I ask something?"
    "Sure," Haus took us through Wal-Mart's basement and I saw three girls making out with three guys, holding some kind of liquor in there hands.
    Then I saw him.
    The man from the grocery store. He was eyeing me with great curiousity, and then I saw a dao, con dao in his hand.
    I gulped.
    "Did bạn do the poison yourself? hoặc was it Rick here?" He pointed to the guy eyeing me with a dao, con dao in his hand.
    "I made it, Rick planted it. The rest of the house is rigged bởi the way." Haus aimed those words at me, I knew it.
    "How?" I asked, trying to sound afraid.
    "Well, once bạn sit on the computer chair, cuffs cuff bạn down and set off an alarm for us. Your vòi hoa sen rains knock-out gas. And once bạn fall asleep, your alarm clock beeps and a cage falls ontop of you, sending an alarm to us. The poison is deadly, if consumed all the way, but four bites hoặc less will do the trick of knocking-you out, and the floor is touch sensative. Once your body hit the floor, an-"
    "Another alarm, blah blah, I got it." I đã đưa ý kiến and he laughed. "You're boring me."
    "Well..." He looked at Rick who put the dao, con dao to my throat. Crap!