"Hey, kid. You awake?", asks the pleasant Mr. Ree.
"Wh-wha?", I replied.
"It's me, your next door neighbor", replied Mr. Ree, "I've decided to use you as my private guinea pigs for a series of experiments. I hope you don't mind too terribly."
It was only then that I came to the full realization that I was tied to a chair, seated inside what appeared to be a room with a single window, which just so happened to be high on the wall behind my head.
There sat Mr. Ree, the Korean store-owner and (it was whispered around town) suspected Communist terrorist! He looked smug and self-satisfied as he looked dead at me, unable to so much as lift a fist from the arms of the bindings holding me to the seat.
"What is it that you want with my family?!?", I pleaded.
"Oh, Kuddles", replied my squinty-eyed captor, "I trust you don't mind if I call you that?", laughed the sickly-looking Asian, "Think of yourself and your family as the progeny of a "Bland New Lace"? I have so many ideas! The economic windfall for human pet pasturing is endless! Your gorgeous-looking family will make superb specimens for my genetic experiments. As an example, allow me to reintroduce your twin sister Lucy, now modified by the one and only Mr. Ree!"
And with that, the fiendish genius summons Lucy, my very own twin sister into the room!
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