Seven Secrets to Success - Wednesday, 5/27 - Period Five

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The professor seemed to be missing for the moment and the classroom was certainly different from usual. There were no desks, no little chairs; instead, there was a single table covered in yarn and a couple of books on crochet projects. The right hand wall said that the place was QUARANTINE SUITE 152, but not much more than that. Immediately in front of them, across from the now-closing door, was a great black empty window.

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Re: Wander Through the Halls

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Hurley put up his arms.

"Please don't kill me," he said.

Re: Wander Through the Halls

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"Oh noooo," Rimmer insisted with a shake of his head.

"Why would I do that? No. No, I'd never kill you."

A short pause.

"Uncle Arnie just wants to fry you into a small crispy bacon substitute with his hex vision. Mr. Flibble loves bacon."

The puppet moved, the little felt beak flapping up and down.

"He likes crunchy bacon."

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Hurley winced.

"I'd probably taste terrible," he said.

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There was a buzzing sound and both the eyes of the professor and his handpuppet started to glow a hellish red.

Re: Wander Through the Halls

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Hurley wasn't much of a runner.

He was still going to try running.

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"Run, my little zorilla. Yes, yes, run..."