Thread:Aartistboy714/@comment-30953185-20171123003339/@comment-31541999-20171207033003

(Then cut to the cafeteria where all the students are eating their lunches, until...)

Wretched: (slams the doors open) Guess who?

(They all flinched as they begin to cower in fear upon seeing him.)

Wretched: (smiling menacingly) Did you all miss me?

(They all began to shiver, and tremble even more.)

Wretched: (laughing maniacally) So, what are you all eating?

(One student, while shivering, shows him his tray. It has a slice of pizza with a carton of milk, and a side of jello.)

Wretched: (looking at the student's lunch) Oh, pizza!

(He takes the pizza, and eats it.)

Wretched: (burps) Now for some dessert.

(He takes the jello, scarfs it all down, and drinks the milk to wash it down.)

Wretched: (to the student; satisfied) Thanks for the grub, loser!

(Wretched then walks over to one of the lunch tables where some kids are sitting, and pushes them out of the way.)

Wretched: (smiling sinisterly) This, is my table. If I find anyone of you sitting here, you're all dead! You got that?!

(They all quickly nodded their heads in agreement, and scurried off from the table.)

Wretched: (to the viewers; smirking) I bet you Lincoln wouldn't have gotten this far.

(Wretched then spotted Clyde, Rusty, Liam, and Zach, and me, sitting in another lunch table, and walks over to us with a devilish grin on his face. Clyde and I look over from the scared crowd as we both had a look of sadness.)