"i will find him. I WILL FIND HIM!" skipper paced back and forth. already two people have been eliminated, and the अगला would die at a place infested with humans.
"skipper, why don't आप just order a group formation manuver?" kowalski suggested. his notepad was in his hand. he stared and stared at the evidenc, but the killer was just too good.
"yeah, roll call every five minutes, a lockdown. theres no way anyone could get out. bu if they should, we asume theyre the culprit." amber stated.
"but what if theres two people missing?" private asked, naivley.
"we wait until one shows up dead." skipper said. "yeah, that just might work!!!"
later, everyone from hoboken, bronx and centarl park, was in lock-down. they where only to dwell in the large, empty level 13 storage room that kowalski had cleared out in the ocasion.
"so, why am i here, when i could be out having fun? as in, NOT BEING HERE!!!!!" amber yelled, umamused at her having to be present.
"it's so we know none of आप are the killer." private shouted, almost happy sounding.
"you know i hate आप enough!" she yelled back, her voice लॉस्ट in the millions of others.
amber returned to talking to dylan and tressa.
"you know its never going to work." skipper heard quinn's depressing voice.
"whadaya mean? its fool-proof!" he retoreted.
"sure it is, but its not genius-proof. and thats exactley who our culprit is." quinn smiled, but it didn't stop her deep, dark voice from sending chills down his spine.
"you mean kowalski?" he asked, getting a bit annoyed.
"i do not know. where ist he?" she cocked her head to the side.
"your blaming kowalski!" sipper defended him.
"he's not here, is he?" quinn smiled.
"sure he is!" skipper turned to look, but when he glanced back, quinn was off in another direction.
skipper sighed.
"kipper! skipper!" cam came up to him, jumping with joy.
"what. what." skipper said, unamuzed.
"guess whose not here?" she ws hyper, her shoulders umched up, nd her eyes wide, with her super-wide smile फ्रोज़न on her face.
"uh-" skipper began. but was interupted.
"GUESS GUESS GUESS!!!" cam was laughing now.
skipper didn't have time to think, before cam yelled at him again.
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" cam fell to the ground laughing, almost gagging, and tressa came running.
"did आप give her sugar?" skipper asked.
"i didnt know she'd do that!!!" tressa complained. as she offered a flipper to cam, a shrill cry was heard from below them.
then, to everyone's surprise, quinn crawled out through a tiny, almost unseen tunnel in the wall. she looked perfectly fine, but she was dolding her other arm.
"quinn, what happened?!" tressa asked, running up to her.
"it tried to kils me... i ran away," she staggered to the left a little, "but he put this in my arm..." she let go of her arm, revealing a small needle in her hand. skipper movde behind kowalski, as he picked up the needle.
he looked up after carefully examining it.
"... lethal injection..."
quinn staggered a bit more.
"quinn? quinn stay with me!" amber grabbed her arms to keep her from falling.
"quinn, who tried to kill you?" skipper asked.
"he did..." she कहा in a hoarse whisper.
"who?" skipper asked.
"HE DID!" she said, nodding to the tunnel behind them.
"WHO IS HE?!" skipper was getting angry.
"ow..." was all quinn said. she dropped to the floor. "OW!!" she trashed around a little, getting और and और still, unti she was motionless and quiet on the floor.
"aw..." leo whined, " we stil dont know who done it..."
"this is really getting on my nerves." skipper hadhis game face on.
"kowaksi, take private, tressa and rico to खोजिए the tunnel. leo, आप dylan and cam खोजिए the left side of the room. amber, आप jacob and me are serching the right side. everyone else, खोजिए everyWHERE else! we are finding this son-of-a-bitch before he take someone else out! comnce operation: CSI!"
private raised a flipper in confusion.
"Crime Scene Investigation, private!" skipper said.
"skipper, why don't आप just order a group formation manuver?" kowalski suggested. his notepad was in his hand. he stared and stared at the evidenc, but the killer was just too good.
"yeah, roll call every five minutes, a lockdown. theres no way anyone could get out. bu if they should, we asume theyre the culprit." amber stated.
"but what if theres two people missing?" private asked, naivley.
"we wait until one shows up dead." skipper said. "yeah, that just might work!!!"
later, everyone from hoboken, bronx and centarl park, was in lock-down. they where only to dwell in the large, empty level 13 storage room that kowalski had cleared out in the ocasion.
"so, why am i here, when i could be out having fun? as in, NOT BEING HERE!!!!!" amber yelled, umamused at her having to be present.
"it's so we know none of आप are the killer." private shouted, almost happy sounding.
"you know i hate आप enough!" she yelled back, her voice लॉस्ट in the millions of others.
amber returned to talking to dylan and tressa.
"you know its never going to work." skipper heard quinn's depressing voice.
"whadaya mean? its fool-proof!" he retoreted.
"sure it is, but its not genius-proof. and thats exactley who our culprit is." quinn smiled, but it didn't stop her deep, dark voice from sending chills down his spine.
"you mean kowalski?" he asked, getting a bit annoyed.
"i do not know. where ist he?" she cocked her head to the side.
"your blaming kowalski!" sipper defended him.
"he's not here, is he?" quinn smiled.
"sure he is!" skipper turned to look, but when he glanced back, quinn was off in another direction.
skipper sighed.
"kipper! skipper!" cam came up to him, jumping with joy.
"what. what." skipper said, unamuzed.
"guess whose not here?" she ws hyper, her shoulders umched up, nd her eyes wide, with her super-wide smile फ्रोज़न on her face.
"uh-" skipper began. but was interupted.
"GUESS GUESS GUESS!!!" cam was laughing now.
skipper didn't have time to think, before cam yelled at him again.
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" cam fell to the ground laughing, almost gagging, and tressa came running.
"did आप give her sugar?" skipper asked.
"i didnt know she'd do that!!!" tressa complained. as she offered a flipper to cam, a shrill cry was heard from below them.
then, to everyone's surprise, quinn crawled out through a tiny, almost unseen tunnel in the wall. she looked perfectly fine, but she was dolding her other arm.
"quinn, what happened?!" tressa asked, running up to her.
"it tried to kils me... i ran away," she staggered to the left a little, "but he put this in my arm..." she let go of her arm, revealing a small needle in her hand. skipper movde behind kowalski, as he picked up the needle.
he looked up after carefully examining it.
"... lethal injection..."
quinn staggered a bit more.
"quinn? quinn stay with me!" amber grabbed her arms to keep her from falling.
"quinn, who tried to kill you?" skipper asked.
"he did..." she कहा in a hoarse whisper.
"who?" skipper asked.
"HE DID!" she said, nodding to the tunnel behind them.
"WHO IS HE?!" skipper was getting angry.
"ow..." was all quinn said. she dropped to the floor. "OW!!" she trashed around a little, getting और and और still, unti she was motionless and quiet on the floor.
"aw..." leo whined, " we stil dont know who done it..."
"this is really getting on my nerves." skipper hadhis game face on.
"kowaksi, take private, tressa and rico to खोजिए the tunnel. leo, आप dylan and cam खोजिए the left side of the room. amber, आप jacob and me are serching the right side. everyone else, खोजिए everyWHERE else! we are finding this son-of-a-bitch before he take someone else out! comnce operation: CSI!"
private raised a flipper in confusion.
"Crime Scene Investigation, private!" skipper said.