Jan 07, 2011 10:38
[The small clown had been alone in the library when he heard the crackled sound of the broadcast through the speakers on the walls high above him. What soon followed were terrified screams from students right outside the library's doors, sending him into a panic of his own.
He immediately hid underneath a book shelf. What else could such a small toy do? He was too little to run to the safety of his dorm. All he could do was sit there in the dark, trembling and thinking of Nala, Bonnie, Dolly and of home.]
r: ron,
p: chuckles