nly me?” Billy asked. She looked at Billy with the most devious smile Billy had ever seen in his life.
“Oh yes… And the most handsome, that’s for sure…” She said evilly.
“What kind of tea is this?” Billy questioned, trying to change the subject, “It tastes odd…”
“Oh, it’s not tea, it’s frog saliva.”
“Wh-What?” Billy shivered, as he hurredly put down his teacup, “Frog saliva?”
“Yes, it was recently discovered to be the most deadly thing you could drink…”
“I have a question. Are you, by any chance, crazy?”
“Why, yes, yes I am,” she said, grinning, “I have been crazy since I was four.”
Billy then got up and started to leave, but the landlady got there first.
“Those who enter never leave, but a painful death they shall receive…” She recited demonically, “The bodies of those shall remain here, for I must have many friends, my dear… You will sit there, still as stone, and drink tea with me, for I do not want to be alone…”
She then boarded the door and lunged at Billy. She took a knife from her waist and swiped it at him. He quickly grabbed a plate and blocked the attack. The blade ricocheted off of the plate and stuck to the wall.
“Ha ha, you are very quick, my dear, but are you quick enough?” She asked devilishly. She suddenly jumped over to a nearby desk and pulled out an AK-47.
“Eat lead, Bobby Weasel!” She screamed, shooting the gun blindly. Billy then felt a sharp pain in his right arm. He looked down and saw that a bullet had managed to dig itself deep into his arm. Then, the landlady suddenly fell over. Billy thought she had died. He wondered if he should go over and check. Billy crept over stealthily, the only noise coming from one of the floorboards creaking under his feet as he crossed the room. He reached her body and kicked it. The body then rolled over and started to speak.
“The antidote… Is… Chocolate milk…” She wheezed.
Billy wanted to ask her something that had been bugging him all day.
“Who are you?” Billy asked her, hoping to get a straight answer.
“I… Am… Your mother…”
(dun dun DUUUNNN)
THE END
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