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Meanwhile....

   Suzanne met Kedra at The Coffee House. They sat in a booth in the corner, huddled over their expressoes. They had been here forseveral minutes, but so far Ked had said nothing about why she was wanting to meet. Suz's curiosity was getting the best of her. Kedra had been acting starnge ever since they transfered to Sweet Sunny. Suz hoped Kedwas wanting to talk about that.
   "Ked, are you okay?" Suz asked, sipping her warm coffee.
   "No. Not really. That's why I asked you here. " Ked replied. "I need to tell you something."
   "What is it, Ked? You can trust me."
   "It's this new school. There are things at work there. Evil things." Ked whispered, sounding a bit like a raving lunatic.
   Suz had to bite her tongue to hold back her laughter. "Evil?"
"Yes. Many believe the school is haunted. And it is. But, there are other forces at work there, too. Do you believe in little people?"
   "Little people? Like midgets?" Suz asked, almost laughing again.
   "No. There are little people in our school. They live in the walls."
   Suz wished she had a tape recorder. The Girl Gang would get a hell of a laugh out of this.
   Kedra continued, "Not all the little people are bad. There are two groups: THEM and THEY. THEM are good. THEY are bad. The two groups despise each other. The groups fight a constant battle. THEY are winning."
   "And do you see these little people?' Suz asked, growing concerned for Kedra's sanity.
   "Yes. But you have to know how to look. A message was given to me by THEM."
   "What did they say?" Suz asked.
   "What did THEM say," Kedra corrected. "THEM told me to spread this message: THEY're coming and we must run."
   "What will happen if we stay?"
   Kedra shook her head, lowering her eyes.
   "We'll all die."

Meanwhile......

   Chuckkkkky had no problem getting into the school. Ramona's key worked like magic. It was Saturday, so the school would be deserted. It was almost too easy.
Ramona's key worked on the Office door, as well. Chuckkkkky crept inside and made his way to the filing cabinets. The personal files of every student at Sweet Sunny were stored inside. Chuckkkkky used Ramona's keys to open the cabinet and starting searching for Suzanne's file.
Chuckkkky prayed that he would find something that he could use against Suzanne. He would not let her win the election. There had to be some kind of dirt on her. No one was that perfect.
And then he found the file. Chuckkkkky's heart skipped a beat.
He was about to open the file and read it's contents, when the sound of footsteps was heard coming down the hallway. Chuckkkkky quickly slipped the file in his backpack. He ducked down low and peeked through the office window.
"Oh shit, it's that detective!" Chuckkkkky thought, watching Det. Hill walk down the hallway.
Hill appeared off in his own world, and took no notice of him. Hill walked a little further down and then disappeared through a doorway. He was going to the basment.
"Now's my chance to get out of here, " Chuckkkkky thought.
   Chuckkkkky quietly closed the Office door behind him and darted down the hallway.
   He couldn't wait to get home to read Suz's file.

Meanwhile....

   TheDeuce was having an identity crisis. He liked to think of himself as a total bad ass, but he was scared to death on the inside. Nothing ever scared TheDeuce. He had taken on the biggest and the best of them. There wasn't a fight that he'd lost yet, well with exception from the Girl Gang, but hell, he dated their leader Suzanne. However, the news that Tiama was on the loose sent shivers up his spine.
   TheDeuce wasn't scared that Tiama would try to kick his ass. He knew he could take Tiama in hand to hand combat. But if Tiama was crazy, and had a gun or knife, TheDeuce didn't think he'd have a chance.
   He didn't get much sleep the night before. Detective Hill's words rang through his ears all night. He kept picturing Tiama everywhere he looked.
   TheDeuce was laying on the sofa. He was about to drift off, when the telephone rang.
   "Hello," TheDeuce said after picking up the reciever.
   "Is this... TheDeuce?" a low and husky voice asked.
   "Yes. Who's this?"
   " I'm gonna rip your heart out and feed it to you. You have two days to live."
   CLICK.
   TheDeuce dropped the phone.
   He recognized that voice.
   It was Tiama.