cornflakes are good

Part Six

Warning: This part mentions violence and probable murder.

The door to the basement opened slowly. The three octopuses stood in front of the doorway, blocking it so that the prisoners couldn't escape. Boss was holding the chainsaw in his octopus hands, ready to saw off some arms.

Sophia shivered. This was it. Goodbye arms, she thought to herself. This was going to be horribly painful. She knew it. Well, almost everyone knew that the feeling of your arms being viciously sawed off would be painful.

Boss spotted Sophia. "My true love, how are you feeling?" he asked her.

"Er. Not that good? I mean, my arms are about to die," Sophia said.

"Your arms look amazing today," Boss said. Octopus Two and Three gagged silently.

"Uh. . . Ty?" Sophia said.

"Can we have tacos after this," Octopus Three asked.

"You just ate tacos, you cow," Boss said.

"Actually I'm an octopus," Octopus Three responded.

"Ugh," Boss said. He diverted his attention to the three children in the basement. "Now, Octopus Two, would you do the honors?"

Octopus Two nodded and pried the chainsaw from Boss's octopus hands. He slithered down to the basement and then looked back up at Octopus Three and Boss.

"Do the edgy one first," Octopus Three pointed to Another Child and told him. "It's getting on my nerves."

Octopus Two waddled over to Another Child and raised the chainsaw well above his head for a dramatic effect. Then he moved the chainsaw down quickly to saw off his left arm, but Another Child was prepared for this. He leapt out of Octopus Two's way and snagged the chainsaw from his octopus hands.

Another Child then Frisbee'd the chainsaw at Octopus Two. Octopus Two crashed against the wall and then collapsed onto the floor. Another Child then picked up the chainsaw and threw it at Boss and Octopus Three. They also were thrown against the wall from the force of the attack and flopped to the ground, unconscious. Immediately, all the children and Sophia ran up the stairs of freedom. Other Child picked up the chainsaw and put it in her pocket for safekeeping.

"We're free! And we didn't die!" Other Child squealed.

"We haven't died yet," Child said. "We need to get out of here, fast!"

And so they did. Sophia, Child, Another Child, and Other Child burst through the doors of the Evil Octopuses Inc. building. They all spread their arms out, feeling the fresh air of the outside world. Then they rushed over to the nearest bus stop to leave the city. They didn't pay, but they managed to get on anyhow.

"What's our next move, guys?" Child asked.

"Our next move?" Sophia asked Child.

"Where are we planning to go next, I mean," Child said.

"Maybe we should go rob Baka Bell," Another Child suggested.

"That sounds good," Other Child said.

"Yeah, I'm starving," Sophia said.

"Alright, it's a plan," Child said.

[Meanwhile in a hospital in the same city]

The machines around the patient beeped quietly. Beep. . . Beep. . . Beep. . . It was surprisingly more soothing than annoying. The patient had been sleeping for six hours straight. The doctors figured out that the problem was impact after watching him get trampled by thousands of robot managers. They weren't sure if he was ever going to wake up.

Then his eyes fluttered open. It was a miracle. A nice nurse walked over to the patient to make sure that his trauma hadn't affected his mind. "Hello sir, can you tell me what your name is?"

The patient didn't answer.

The nurse got worried. "Sir, are you listening?"

It wasn't that he lost his hearing or he couldn't speak or that he didn't know what his name was. His mind was on an entirely different topic. He sat upright in his hospital bed, checking his surroundings.

"Do you know where you are, sir?" the kind nurse asked her patient.

He stood up.

"Sir! Please sit down!" The nurse said some other things about his terrible condition, but the patient didn't listen to any of it. Instead, he looked out the open window, spread his yellow feathery wings, and flew away from the hospital.