The Little HouseMy name is Caffrin.
A few nights ago, me and my friend Violet moved into that little house in this quiet neighborhood. It looked promising at first; no drug dealers or criminals...just peaceful and calm. Not exactly friendly, though...
Well, actually, that might just be us. We're not really the social type; we've spent most of our lives indoors.
But it's OK. No big deal....kinda.
I woke up this morning feeling a little sweaty for some reason. My room smelled like fish, like someone had hidden a bunch of tuna all over the place.
Or was it just because I was sweaty? Iunno.
This new house was quite different from the others we've lived at. It looked more like something out of Sesame Street, or some kind of short film. The TV was a little small, but at least it still worked.
There was a blue clock just above it; it was there when we found it. It was like the house was never vacant; there was all this furniture and appliances that came with the house.
The Last of Our Fears: Chapter 7 (Final)Harry's eyes slowly opened up. The bright light was still shining...but it was only the sun, contrast with the bright blue sky, clouds floating here and there.
He sat up to find he and his friends were on their own front lawn. Everything looked normal again. The grass was green, birds were singing....absolutely peaceful. Not only that, but the Caffrin-Mobile was on Caffrin's driveway, not a single dent or scratch to be seen.
Caffrin groaned as she awoke, yawning as she looked around. "What happened...? Did I just..."
She blinked twice to make sure she wasn't imagining this. "Hey....everything's all colorful and happy again!"
Manny and Robin woke up at the same time. "Wh...Where are we?"
Caffrin smiled. "We're home, guys...we're home."
Harry sighed in relief. "Glad that's over. Hopefully now, we can get on with our lives once again..."
"Yeah..." Caffrin stood up and stretched. "But y'know somethin', guys? I don't think we've seen the last of those things..."
The Last of Our Fears: Chapter 6Manny gasped. "D-Dad?!"
Roy didn't reply. He didn't move. He just stood there, not even blinking.
Manny started to cry as he ran over to his dysfunctional father.
He grabbed onto Roy's hand as tight as he could. "Dad, are you OK? What'd they do to you...?"
Still no response. Manny sobbed louder. "...ANSWER ME!"
The heart-breaking scene was almost enough to make Caffrin burst into tears. First, his mother falls off a bridge and dies, and now the poor kid's dad became a depressed zombie. How did it come to this? The news report said Manny's mom fell off on 'accident'....But it couldnt've been an accident; she must've been thrown off!...Right?
But Caffrin couldn't cry. She must be strong. She promised.
Suddenly, the voice rung out again.
"He can't hear you. He belongs to us now."
Manny and Caffrin gasped simultaneously. "How could you? How could you do this to Mr. Roy?! He was the kid's dad....It's bad enough he doesn't have a mom anymore; now you're gonna take
The Last of Our Fears: Chapter 5Caffrin awoke to find that she and her friends had fallen into a dark chasm. A few unidentified figures and shapes were flying around here and there; some of them looked like people. Harry, Robin, and Manny were lying on the floor, possibly unconscious.
Caffrin gasped. "...Guys?!"
She ran over to the three and shook Harry. He wasn't moving.
"C'mon, guys," A single tear rolled Caffrin's cheek. "Don't you die on me now! I made a Striped-Sweater Swear for you guys...Please...," she sobbed once....twice...three times. "Please wake up."
Harry's eyes slowly opened up; he had regained consciousness. "Wha...huh? Where are we...?"
Caffrin silently gasped, then started crying tears of joy and relief that her neighbors--friends--were still alive.
"I...I'm so sorry, guys," she sniffled as the others started to wake up, "I feel like this was all my fault for getting involved with all...this..."
Harry sighed and gave her a soft hug. "It's OK, Caffrin....If anything, I shouldn't
The Last of Our Fears: Chapter 4Caffrin grabbed a flashlight from the nearby electronics aisle--making sure it had batteries. "This might lead to those twisted objects' secret lair."
Harry, Robin, and Manny stood before the dark passage. They never knew it was there; not even when they first bought Tony and Notepad. Was there more to this than they realized?
Caffrin turned on the flashlight and started down the secret hallway. "C'mon, guys. Whatever they're planning, it needs to be stopped. I made a promise...."
Harry, Robin, and Manny followed close behind.
As they kept walking, Caffrin shone the flashlight all around, looking for anything else suspicious. Suddenly, she almost tripped over something. She pointed her flashlight down at what she had nearly tripped on.
It looked a lot like the Dust-E-Mart manager, looking pale and motionless, his eyes bleeding, his flesh rotting....and his usual green uniform had been ripped up slightly--the
The Last of Our Fears: Chapter 3In an instant, the lights went out. A spotlight was set over Caffrin and Harry, and another on Robin, Manny, and the microphone.
"Look here, lady," Mikey began, "I've been known to help the big-shots get their start--and I can't let chumps like you two steal away my clients."
Caffrin shook her head in frustration. "This isn't a game anymore--you're one of them; trying to send Robin and Manny into a world of trouble!"
Mikey chuckled. "I have no idea what you're talking about..."
Manny and Robin looked at eachother in shock, confusion....and almost fear. Caffrin was right; there's something wrong with all this.
"Excuse me, Mikey...maybe they're right. Fame and fortune may not be all that worth it..."
Manny nodded. "I don't think I want to be famous anymore..."
Mikey's eyes started glowing; his voice becoming hoarse...almost demonic. "But you're my best clients! You're staying with me and you're gonna enjoy it!"
Harry stepped forward. "They said n
The Last of Our Fears: Chapter 2Later that night, while Manny was fast asleep in his room, his book on the table beside his bed. Suddenly, the eyes on the face on its cover changed its focus toward Manny, sleeping soundly. The book quietly opened himself up and tore off one of its pages...
Back in the dim meeting room, the large table was almost silent; all the objects were possibly dormant. Tony heard a knock at the door; a secret code of sorts.
He sprung out his limbs and stumbled toward the door. Just outside was a tiny package with a ribbon on it, holding a piece of paper.
"Another Booksworth report, sir," she handed the letter to Tony. "This one looks serious!"
The clock grinned. "Thank you, Carrie."
He went back over to the table. "Everyone, we have another report from Booksworth!"
Notepad flipped up and yawned. "A little late, don't you think?"
"It doesn't matter," Tony opened it up. "It's actually good timing; when everyone's still