Chapter Five: Tests and Intruders.

  Miss Dome sat in the middle of a dank, smelly room that had only one light source, which was a small bulb hanging from the ceiling directly above her, shining on her alone. She was captured from her house and brought to this place, bounded in ropes all around her, including her legs and her mouth, which had been sealed by a duct tape. So it was really uncomfortable. She twisted and writhed in the chair she was bound to, frequently making soft moaning sounds.

  A few seconds later, she heard several footsteps thud on the semi-wet floor, and fell silent. Then, suddenly, a dark shape loomed in front of her. Even in the dark, she could see the Germ was smiling that evil smile.

  ‘I’m not afraid you!’ she shrieked shrilly. ‘Any of you filthy Germs. You hear me? I did what I must.’

  The Germs around her laughed like tigers. Then the one in front of her said ‘Of course you’re not afraid of me, Miss Dome,’ the voice sounded very cold and dry. ‘But I know who you’ll be afraid of.’

  Then the Germ stepped aside, and forth came another dark figure, and as soon as the light beam fell on his face, Miss Dome begun to cry. She sobbed and wept disgustingly, suddenly falling on her knees with her chair. ‘Oh, Singar, forgive me. I-I tried b-but he was surrounded. There was no opening. Please.’

  ‘I see,’ the voice said. ‘But now I know you’re lying. You made no effort whatsoever to do the job.’

  ‘No!’ Miss Dome yelled, digging her nose into her sleeve and rubbing phlegm in it. ‘W-why do you want to kill him, anyway? He’s just a-‘

  ‘Your loyalties have wavered, Miss Dome,’ Singar said sharply. ‘I no longer require your services.’

  Miss Dome yelled some more, to the pleasure of the surrounding Bacteria. ‘No! Please. Give me a last chance!’

  ‘That was your last chance.’

  ‘One more!’ the poor woman wept.

  ‘Pathetic,’ Singar said with distaste. ‘Rozin, Kill her,’ he said as he turned away and vanished into the darkness.

  The previous Germ reshuffled into Singar’s spot again. ‘Still not afraid of me, hm?’

  And it wasn’t a minute before a bullet penetrated Miss Dome’s skull.

 
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