Friday, 14 March 2008
01:43:47 AM (GMT)
Tarrah sat down, criss-cross-applesauce.
"I said, How are you, sister?"
Tarrah looked over at Warney. Warney's expression was worse than splattering
He was afraid. Afraid.
"I'm fine, but... I- You're not related to me." Tarrah cocked her head.
"I was just asking how you were, I called you sister that's all."
Warney frowned now. "SAVE ME! Kill her! She cut me." He tried to crawl over to
"POLISH! POL-" Andy covered his mouth.
"Did you really see him... do- do- do... IT?" Andy's eyes curved downward.
"Yes. Yes I-"
A brown haired boy walked up, the white t-shirt he was wearing was covered with dirt,
"WARNEY!" Bono ran over to Warney, Andy put his hand down, Bono covered his stomach.
Polish's scream was a unique, musical, sharp sound.
That sound was heard.