Death Drop

Death Drop — page 9
Melanie Jackson He wasn’t put off now either He scrunched up his nose under his glasses and argued with the attendant He said age shouldn’t be a factor I tried again I have a lost Without looking the attendant snapped Lost-and-found is inside Like the blond kid was a misplaced (cid:192)(cid:76)(cid:83)(cid:16)(cid:192)(cid:82)(cid:83)(cid:3)(cid:82)(cid:85)(cid:3)(cid:86)(cid:88)(cid:81)(cid:75)(cid:68)(cid:87)(cid:17) I began to feel sorry for Blondie Annoying or not she deserved better I led her inside Behind us the Deet was insisting But I’m mature for my age We were in a dark passageway Above us a red puppet demon jeered at us The higher they climb the harder they fall He cackled with laughter Someone slammed into me Sorry Dieter exclaimed He squinted up at me Zeke Sheldon Hi Zeke 8