"Another case? Again?"

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Cesar stood, smiling a smile that no one would ever want to imagine. It was foul. Awful. A sinister smile that held so many more intentions behind it, and Mark knew it. He sat on the bench, frozen. He got up, and stepped back from Cesar.

"Get the hell away from me." Mark spat, as he grabbed some random computer.

"And what would happen if I don't? Are you gonna hit me? Pathetic, that won't do any-"

Mark chucked it at Cesar, and Cesar fell to the ground, and computer breaking apart as it hit Cesar smack dead in the head. Mark started, his eyes wide in shock on what he just did. Accident, obviously. He didn't mean to, just a defense he has.

"Wh-.. Mark, that was brand new!" Dave stared at Mark, he seemed to either be angry or shocked.

"CESAR KILLED SARAH, IT WAS DEFENSE. AND YOU'RE UPSET ABOUT A COMPUTER!?" Mark angrily said to Dave, and Dave frowned.

"Sorry, it's just.. sigh, whatever. Is he.. dead? Or.."

"He should be."

"Hand me some random ping pokey thing, let me test if this idiots alive." Dave said, as he reached out an arm to grab something. Mark headed to the back, found some random stick, and ran back out to hand it to Dave.

Dave grabbed it with both hands, and poked Cesar with a tiny bit of hesitation. Cesar was laying on the ground, and didn't respond. Dave poked again, and Cesar did not grab or really do anything. He just sort of.. lying there.

"I think you knocked him out.." Dave said, as he turned to Mark.

"Great, he needed to be." Mark swallowed, and he went over to Cesar. He grabbed Cesar by the hands, and started to drag him to the cashiers counter.

"What are you doing?" Dave asked, as he watched Mark drag Salad across the floor.

"I'm gonna put him in your spare room, and lock him in there so he won't leave." Mark said, as he continued to drag Cesar. Cesar was light, but still has weight to him. Yet, Mark didn't have an issue with dragging him at all, considering he often gave Cesar piggyback rides whenever the two were hiking together, and Cesar got tired. Mark smiled the tiny-ist bit, before it faded away to a straight line on his face.

"So.. do we bored the door up with stuff?" Dave asked, he was still watching.

"Yup, put a door on the knob, and grab stuff and put them against the door. Whatever you got the heavy will work." Mark said, as he dragged Cesar into Dave's spare room, filled with tv's and more. Mark knew that Dave shouldn't have the tv's, but Mark ne'er really questioned it p, he just ignored it  and never bothered to tell on why Dave had all of them, considering what the police said about the child snatcher. 

"Cool  i'll grab a few tv's and some random whatever and we'll be set, ok?" Dave wondered off before Mark could respond. "Typical Dave behavior.." Mark sighed, and smiled slightly. He grabbed a chair, and some things that Dave had on his desk, like a computer, some random Windows computer. Mark assumed it was a 3.0, but he wasn't for sure. Could have been 3.1, but that wasn't important.

Dave came back with a chair, some more computers, etc. "I found some stuff." Dave declared, a smile on his face as he noticed that Mark was almost done with the whole thing. "Doesn't matter, put it on the giant pile, anything to keep him in there."

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Dave and Mark were leaving the store, finished in making for sure that Cesar couldn't escape. Mark did feel bad that he had locked his best friend in there, but it was too late. The two of them were heading for Dave's house so spend the rest on the night, and the tech shop was gonna be closed until further notice from Dave, which would be some time. Both of them decided the check up on Cesar on the weekends to make sure if he hadn't escaped (which was very unlikely). 

Cesar woke up with a groan, his head was throbbing, and he had an awful headache. He remembered what happened, he just remembered some computer being thrown at him, and that was mainly a majority of what he remembered at the time. He looked around, and noticed he was in a room filled with tv's. He got chills, got up, and tried to get out.

"Locked.." Cesar sighed, and started to look around for a more closer look at his so said, "room". The room was a bland eggshell white, and the shelves had tv's scattered on them. There was a window, but it was blocked off with some boards, yet some moonlight still shown through.

"He really locked me up, and for what?" Cesar frowned, and sat in the corner of the room, staring at one of the blank tv's. The room was quiet, besides what seemed to be a vent keeping the place at a nice warm temperature, even if it was Winter outside. The place was sort of cozy, but not able to be called comfortable at the most. By a landslide.

Cesar heard static, and jumped. He wasn't expecting the random nose to seemingly appear out of thin air. He got up and looked at the shelf. The tv only produced static as far as Cesar could tell, but then it started to whisper, but so faint Cesar had to lean in.

"I need you to do a favor. Get out. Get out of this room." Was all Cesar could hear coming from the tv, the rest was so faint that he couldn't even hear.

"Reach in. There's plenty of room." The voice said clearly, practically behind Cesar. He immediately turned around, but saw nothing besides the dark brown door. He turned around back to the tv, uneasy.

"What the hell?" Cesar thought, but his curiosity drove him into reaching into the tv. Surprisingly enough, Cesar hand went through the tv. He took his hand back out, it was covered in a liquid that resembled static, and it moved with the tv. Cesar stuck his head in, and saw a static world. There seemed to be two people, a grey tall figure, and some hooded person.

"Hello?" Cesar spoke, but his voice was drained out by the noise the the static coming from behind him. He stuck the rest on himself in the tv, and fell to the ground with a grunt. He got up, and stared at the two people who looked over him.

"So, you actually went into the tv? Wow, he must be something different." The hooded figure said, his voice raspy.

"Indeed. Thou must be some other creature." The tall long haired figure replied to the other person, if it even was a person. Cesar got up and backed away. "W-who are you? What is this place?" Cesar asked, already uneasy from the fact on how he could phase through tv's.

"Oh, i'm Six, this is Gabriel." Six pointed to Gabriel, the two of them seemed sort of friendly.

"Oh, ok. Umm so, where am I?"

"Oh, the tv. Clearly." Six spoke, his mouth seemed to never really move. I mean, it did, but barely. 

                        "So, I am IN the tv?"

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Authors note: I honestly don't really know what i'm trying to go for here, so I can take requests and i'll let you guys decide what happens next! Btw, yours might not get picked, i'm sorry, but i'm doing the ones that I personally like the most, BUT. I might do them in a separate story, it might just no be in this story, so keep and eye out for more story's that have an idea that you submitted! ^^    -Glitch