Chapter Two

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Stepping off of the bus, you turned to Keef to ask for directions to the office. He, of course, did not have a clue as to where the office might be located. After thinking about it for a few seconds, his eyes widened and he snapped his long, wiry fingers to get your attention.

"I've got it! Let's go see Zim, I'm sure he'll know." He said, skipping off in a random direction as you followed with a sigh.

After a short walk, Keef found the friend he was looking for and grabbed your hand, dragging you into a slow run. About half way to him, Keef let go and ran faster towards said person. Speeding up to try and keep pace with him, you didn't notice the tall guy emerging from the bushes with binoculars around his neck. You careened into him with the brute force of a cake crazed monkey, knocking you both down and sending your tangled bodies across the pavement with a large, cringe inducing 'thunk'.

He landed on top of you, tangling the both of you in his long trench coat and rendering you only the ability to wiggle under his heavy frame. Coming to grips with the situation you found yourself in, you decided to get a good look at your current captor. His fine, jet black hair rested lightly upon his glasses, which had been thrown off of the bridge of his nose and onto the top of his head. There was no blood on the ground, so you assumed he wasn't dead. As you we're gazing creepily at his face, he came to and his amber coloured eyes met yours.

"What Happened?"

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