George took it and turned it over in her hands, examining it with interest. “Ooooh. I like it. Where did you say you found it?”
“Inside the fab crab cave, next to an elemantis skeleton.”
George suddenly heard a voice in her head. “hello?”
She started. “Hello. Who’s this?”
“I don’t have a name,” came the response. “But I’m the knife in your hands.”
“Oh.” George held the dagger carefully. “I've held a lot of knives, but I don't believe I've had one talk to
“Editor! Come back!” The Narrator tried to summon him back.
Anne was sulking and planning her revenge. “Yes, please come back.” She brandished a sword.
Peggy interrupted them. “So, Narrator, do you know where Shooba is?”
She knelt down. The Editor had provided her with the exact location. "Shooba is in a cave." She gave the details. "I'm sorry about Tessy. I'll get him back..."
Anne glared at everything. "Good..."
Mama Billy came downstairs, peeking in the door cautiously. “What's going on?”
"I want my Tessy!" Anne explained.
"What happened to Tessy?"
"He-“ She stopped. "We don't know if anything happened... I don't think the Editor did anything. He was just lying to me."
“The Editor was here?” Billy looked nervous. “What did he want?”
Anne’s right foot was twitchi
“Yeah!” George hurried over to her, the old knife clutched in one hand. “Your knife spoke to me!”
"What?” Peggy tilted her head. “Can you elaborate on that a bit?"
“Well, basically,” George explained, “while I was holding it, I could hear it's voice in my head. It can see and hear from my perspective as long as I'm touching it. And it spoke to me! It didn't speak to you?”
"Um... I don't think it did."
”I could have spoken to her,”George heard the knife say. ”But I wanted to make sure I got out of the cave first. I didn't want her to leave me behind...”
“She would never do that!” George assured. “But I guess I understand. Hey Peggy,” she said aloud. “The knife can speak, but it doesn't know why. It can't remember much about its past, other than its previous owner got eaten by an
Shooba was sulking in the darkness of an empty cupboard, peeking at Peggy through a crack. Creepyness: level 9.
When she noticed Shooba, Peggy screamed loudly. Shooba jumped, startled. Loud thumping sounds came from the cupboard. Peggy stopped screaming abruptly, staring at the cupboard. She was completely creeped out. Shooba hissed, and Peggy hissed back. "Why are you in the cupboards?" she asked. "Are you stuck?” Shooba only hissed in reply. "Uh... Ok..." Peggy backed away slowly, right into a wall.
Shooba did an unseen Fab Crab dance in the cupboard.
Myst somehow watched the Fab Crab dance. She was quite amused. She awkwardly danced along with the Fab Crab.
Shooba ate Myst because no one must witness the dance of the Fab
"Maybe not the best thing to start with, dear," said the voice in her head.
He narrowed his eyes. "Who wouldn't be upset knowing someone who claimed to love and trust you didn't really trust you at all?"
She started freaking out again. "R-right. B-but I-I just want to know w-w-why you're changing everything..."
"I have seen thousands upon thousands of worlds come and go in my lifetime,” he explained. “I have seen what makes them rise and fall. I don't have to change anything. But I see the path of destruction your world is headed down, and because I care about you, I want to fix it for you. Would you prefer I let your family tear themselves apart, destroying this world altogether?"
The Narrator sighed with relief. He was good. "No... Of cours
The Narrator had tears falling down her cheeks. She had tried so desperately not to let anyone see her cry. It showed how weak she truly was. "We found my sister... But if you get her, my family will hate me. I don't understand. You keep saying that you're making things better, but the more you change, the more they want to kill you... A-and I can't lose you.... You're the only one that still wants me..."
He raised his eyebrows. "If I get her? What do you think I'm going to do to her? Kill her? Don't you trust me?" He looked offended. "All I've ever done is try to help you and your family, and you still doubt me. I thought you loved me." He turned away, head held high.
She felt the tears stream from her eyes again. "N-No! You misunderstand! I trust you! B-but my family d-doesn't. And I'm afraid they'll hate me if I let you near them... They think you're awful and won'
A random ghostly character popped up and appeared near Mama Billy. She didn’t speak, but floated around her.
Billy looked up, a bit startled. “H-hello…”
The ghost smiled at Billy. She looked as though she were swimming, but she was merely a ghost, swimming in air. "Hello." Her voice was kind and soft, yet her eyes showed that she had gone through a great pain. She rested next to Billy.
“Who are you?”
The ghost smiled. "That’s not of any importance, and I'm afraid it might put someone in danger. I am here to talk about someone else. Not myself."
“Who? Do you need to tell me something?”
“MOMMY?!?!” Merp flopped on floor face first.