"Ok...." Charlie was shaking.

"Man. This is too freaky...." Zane said. He was staring at Charlie's toe..... 

"Excuse me. Charlie has had his toe cut off," she said, showing the nurse his wound. "Please help him," she said, standing up. She went over to Lucy. "Thanks," she said.

((Sorry. My bother joined res and is now asking me a lot of questions. I'm looking for someone to teach him to rp. *rolls eyes* Little brothers are So annoying.)) 

((:D I would help teach your brother. And, YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)))

Lucy nodded. "Pretty scary."

The nurse was wrapping up Charlie's toe, and then asked Jake where the severed peice was. He looked around, but Chris screamed before he found it. Charlie's toe was on Chris's shoe.

"GET IT OFF!" Chris said. The nurse, using tongs, removed the toe.

((Doesn't matter. I will do it for free :D))

"Hey, it was blo-bloody!" Chris said. He shivered when he said blood. He had a serious problem with it.... Ever since his dad starting throwing it up. 

Kris understood.

"Oh well. Where's that dude anyways. I'de like to evaluate im for a mental hospital," she said.

((Are you sure? Cuz he ish VERY annoying.)) 

((Yeah. Sure. But tomarrow. Gtg soon...in about an hour.))

"Who?" Chris asked. He didn't know who she was talking about. 

"Oh. On the ground, covered in blood." Chris said. The paramedics just arrived, and so did the police. The paramedics took Charlie with them, and he waved, trying to smile. He looked very pale, and scared. The old guy was dragged out too. Then the police starting asking questions. 

"Okay," Kris said.

Jake was also being questioned. 

Chris couldn't get the toe image out of his mind....

Zane was staring at a squirrell. 

(Hahahahaha!!! Sqirell.......hehe. ROFL!!!))

Kris went over by the water. Could this still just be the first day of cl*censored*es? The morning seemed like years ago. She took a deep breath, and dived in.

She was submerged in water, watching the bubbles rise up, and the scenery as she slowly sank downwards. 

The squirell was staring at Zane. It was rather ironic.

((Oh wow. O.O))

Kris had sunk all the way to the bottom, still watching the bubbles. They weren't coming anymore. She then suddenly felt the urge for air. She kicked upwards, but something was wrong. She was tangled in something. It seemed to be seaweed, but she couldn't tell. Her lungs were screaming for air. It was painful. And in that moment, she knew she was going to die. She stopped fighting completely and sank back to the bottom, unconcise.