... into a ball beneath a chair. Great. Now
hed be accused of trespassing. A great way to cap off a sucky day.Dexter was going to
get shot tomorrow, that was for certain.A voice echoed in the
stillness. Are you in here, Mandark?Dee-Dee.That was weird.
Usually she didnt give him the time of day.Under a chair,
Mandark responded.Well, um, just so
you know that box is in the top cupboard above the markers,
Dee-Dee shyly informed him before the sound of shuffling,
slipper-adorned feet grew tiny and distant. Mandark maneuvered out of
his little hiding place, hoping to see Dee-Dee there, but she was
gone. He looked to the ground. Why was she helping him? It seemed a
little odd but Mandark was just grateful that something was
going his way.Mandark climbed up
onto the laminate countertop and threw the first cupboard door open.
Like Dee-Dee had said, there, sitting on the shelf, was a red box
with a small tag on it.Found it,
Mandark cackled before opening up the box.What he saw inside
made him gasp.It was his sheet of
chemistry notes, sure, but on top of it was something wrapped in
green tissue paper. Mandark slipped an envelope out of the tissue
paper why was this in here? An envelope, wrapped in tissue paper
weird. Definitely weird.Mandark pried the
envelope open with his thin fingers, pulling the note inside out of
it. He scanned the first few lines before doing a double-...