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Be Careful Making Wishes in the Dark--Ch. 2
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Dib cupped his hands to the glass door and peered inside. He couldn't see much. It was almost pitch black—of course, it was the middle the night. The mall had been closed and deserted for hours, and the door was locked.
He considered the door for a moment. "This is going to take all of my investigation skills," he mused. "Everything's locked up tight and the only way in would be to break a window or something, unless…" He glanced up—"Air vents?"—and shook his head. "No, that's really cliche and I'd probably get stuck somewhere and die."
Instead he wandered around the outside of the mall, examining the walls but honestly not really expecting to find any way in. The doors he found were all locked, of course, except for a small one that, when he opened it, just led to a janitor's closet. On the outside. Weird.
When he arrived back at where he'd started almost an hour had gone by and he had pretty much given up hope of finding a better way in. Maybe he coul
Be Careful Making Wishes in the Dark--Ch. 1
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A/N: Another crossover! I'm still working on Now You're Thinking with Real Science, but this has been in my mind for a while and wouldn't go away. It's not going to be too long-I'm thinking maybe five chapters or less. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it
Also, this does have Bill in it, so it may occasionally have a touch of body horror type stuff, just as a forewarning. Nothing really horribly drastic or gory, though.
A chilled wind tossed fallen leaves up into the night sky and rustled the long black coat of a boy trudging up the side of the hill. When he reached the top he stopped for a moment, hunching his shoulders and pulling the jacket tighter around him before glancing up at the moon. It was full. He ran through a mental checklist—Midnight? Check. Mystical Hill? Check. Full moon? Yep, check. All in all, the perfect setting for… what it was he was about to do.
He headed to the middle of the hill and crouched, setting down the half-finished Suck Munkey he'd carried up here