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THE FOG

There he is.

I can see him through the fog.

The screamer.

He is screaming so loud that something inside of him is going to burst.

Just his silhouette in the mist.

His glowing yellow eyes.

Standing maybe twenty feet away.

Dean Floop?

But he looks different.

I move in closer to get a better look.

And this is the gruesome part.

Seeing Dean Floop up close like this.

Seeing what Dr. Terrible has done to Dean Floop.

Then, at that moment, Dean Floop—or what’s left of Dean Floop—well he looks right at me and starts screaming even louder.

“Now THAT,” says Dr. Terrible inside my head, “is definitely NOT natural.”