TBizzle
|
|
« on: 24 June, 2007, 04:16:21 pm » |
|
Chapter 3
Bizzle looked up at the source of the laughter, his headache almost completely gone. He was confused and angry. He wanted to know what just happened, and why this psycho in a bloody surgeon's outfit was laughing at him. "Who the hell are you," Bizzle said, his headache now only a memory. "Ooh, someone sure is touchy. You should be nicer to me, considering I just saved you from a world of pain. I almost didn't help you at first. I was quite enjoying the pitiful look on your face. HA hahahaha..." "What are you talking about?! Are you ****ing insane?!" "I saw you writhing on the ground, holding your impatient little head, and then I remembered that I have the cure for everything," The crazed doctor's voice was muffled by the pointless mask he wore over his mouth. "I took out one of my trusty syringes and plunged it into your arm! It always works!"
"What?! You're a psychopath!!" Bizzle examined the needle sticking oout of his arm, his eyes growing heavy. "Don't call me a psychopath! That's quite rude! Call me HouseCallDoc." "I don't have to call you anything if I don't ever see your crazy ass again..." "Oh, you won't have to worry about seeing my "crazy ass" again. I have other matters to attend to. When you wake up, I wont be here to bother you anymore. Ba-bye!" The doctor walked off down the hallway. "Wait! What do you mean, "wake up?" Bizzle stumbled to his feet to go after the doctor, but he couldn't walk more than 5 steps. He soon fell back to the ground, and blackness swept over him.
|
|
« Last Edit: 25 June, 2007, 12:58:14 am by TBizzle »
|
Report Spam
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
|