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ok...i think i'm partly sure about where this will be going for lie...the next 2 minutes...mabey...*mutter* most likely will end up doing something diffrent...*back 2 normal voice*
ANY WAY!! Ok, i seem to have picked up and editor for my story...um...i never can remember her name...Z-something moonlight... i'll just call her moonlight here...(no offence moonlight, you know how bad i am at spelling and gunk) right now she's acepted the challange of fixxing my horrible grammar, puncuation, and spelling with out changing my story...

i'll go and create a 'recap' i guess...i'll either call it "the Great Recap of Dhoom" or "The Lumpy Pakage that is this Totally weird story, except fixed up like a new pancake" eh, comment and tell me...which you like better... and yess...dhoom is supposed to be spelled like that... xd ...oh yea...story....i probally should start writing before i forget where i was supposed to nugdge it ... *stare at key bored*


wahmbulance wahmbulance Susan paced the floor of the room they had put her in....they were trying to do a 'experiment' she was having a bit of a spell, not a bad one...just enough that she felt faint/ ready to bounce off the walls. they wanted her to try to stay away douring one of her spells....and such as thus Amanda was not there just her and her lazy hyperness.

She had been cooped up in this ZOO for about 4-5 weeks, she had lost count of the days. The spells were barly there anymore, more like a anoyance then anything else.
She sighed and looked up at the 'Blank wall' that the docters were behind.
" why Didn't you do this stupid test when the spells made me tired?" she muttered under her breath. She knew better than to ask them, they just gave her the look that a mad scientist gives his Minions when they pester it...and tell her that it was science.
she rubbed her throat gingerly, she had to force herself to breath during these stupid things, if she didn't her throat clogged up and she choked when she had to breath to survive.
All in all it was interesting to run out of breath when she was trying to speak, it was like she just wen't mute.

A loud thud sounded from above her 'chamber'. that was most definatly not normal. She stoped her pacing and stared at the ceiling, a second thud sounded followed my paniced shouts. She shivered as it felt like something brushed the back of her mind. what the hell was going on?
she tried to open the door and only succeded in discovering that it was locked. Stupid scientists, they had NO trust what so ever. she whirled to face the back wall.
" what the hell is going on out here?" she asked the wall...personally she kinda felt foolish about talking to a wall. even if she knew there were people behind it watching her.

" Susan, stay calm. There seems to be a slight disturbance up stares...um, don't worry someone probally just dropped something..." that was Amanda on the intercom. The fact that her voice was shaking ment that she was lieing, and scared.
" Amanda, ah...i know your lying...Will you tell me what's Really going on?" suan flinched at the feeling brushed her head ahain...she rubbed the back and staredofer her shoulder. " Please?" she added when all she got was scilence. susan went cold. and stred at the wall. "Amanda?!" susan was starting to panic, Amanda ALwase Said something when asked anything...

more thuds sounded, each one closer than the last. Susan relised she backed up when she back hit the wall. Her heart beat once and then stilled and susan felt herself go into a deep spell. Like when she was first diagnosed. She heard foot steps and shouting out side of her door. it was quiet for a while. and then the door slowly creaked open.
a figure was shadowed in the doorway. he wasn't wearing a labcoat.
" Hello Susan." the cold voice slid down her spin like half melted ice. " It's time you came with me" Susan gasped and felt her self tremble as the man that had tried to come over the counter at the delli so long ago steped in to the room. "We need to Talk." wahmbulance wahmbulance



ah the wonders of a cliffie...i've never liked reading them...but it's...verygratifing to write them.... twisted