"Come.  Come on."  Jynmi mumbled.  He chewed on his cheek, and his lip.  Then his tongue.  He stopped at his tongue.  He did it too hard and there was blood.  Images of youthful days, sucking on pennies came back to him like a mule kick to the back of the head.  Oh, those youthful days, how much simpler life was.  Suddenly there was a jolt as someone came up from behind him.  He didn't that though.  All he got was the scare of a life.  He went.  "EEEEEEEPPPPP."  It was a battle cry, nothing embarrassing about it.  It was meant to dissociate to give him a chance at a counter attack.  He just forgot to counter and instead dove in some nearby bushes.

There was a shuffling sound from outside the protective foliage and then the pitter-patter of feet running away. "Oh yeah.  The pizza."  He nodded to himself and then flung his body out of the bushes like jack in the box whose sound was broken.  He would've yelled for the perp to come back but they'd already gotten to far for the sound of his voice to make any difference, and then went into the creepy house.  "Oh.  Of course he mumbled, shaking his head and then" slapping his hand over his mouth so he wouldn't narrate himself any more.  Shame as he'd gone almost three days without doing it.  With a shaking head he trotted over to the house and stood in front of the door, thinking about knocking, but deciding against as he wouldn't have answered if the roles were reversed.

Quietly, almost like a cat with socks on its feet, he made his way to around the back, and tried the knob.  It didn't open, but the window next to it had been left wide enough for him to be able to crawl through with a couple of friends.  Too bad he didn't have that many.  So he took in a deep breath, congratulated himself on not drinking anything recently because it would suck to be in such a creepy space with a full bladder and slipped inside.


Somewhere at the bottom of the house, beneath the basement, under the floorboards, something shifted.