Gah! I dropped a pan, and now that rotten idiot of a commander is for the kitchen and there is absolutely nowhere to escape, CRAP!! And I'm caught.
"Ey fellas! Look what I caught sneaking around De Kitchen, haha! She thought she was good at her hiding game, but obviouslies........... She ain't"
I was gonna reach back and touch him, but he had my the hair, which hurt so bad, due to the fact that I have a sensitive scalp.
"Unhand me, you filthy handed beast!!"
He leaned in way too close for me.
"Oh! So she's a bitty one, isn't she? Ah! You know what we do with bitty ones? Ye know, ones who snap back? Do ye?"
"No I do not, you teenaged idiot!"
"Haha! Boys? Put her against that wall, shoot her until she disappears"
What have I gotten myself into.
The idiots go and line me against the left 'wall' and stripped me of my shirt, my back stand tight against the cold, stale metal slab, the bums call a wall and then they foolishly count down............ slowly. Starting from 200, it took the thirty minutes to get to 180 and all I do is yawn, until it's time for my infinite death.
The point their guns, they take aim. And shoot......
But the miss, terribly.