The next day, Rebecca woke up and went downstairs. To her horror she saw Officer X. He was holding a rat in his large hands and slowly squeezing it. "Oww!! Help me! Please!" The rat squeaked, the air slowly escaping his lungs. Rebecca ran down the stairs and snatched the rat from Officer X's hands. "Are you okay little guy? Can you walk?" She asked in a concerned tone, slowly placing the rat on the floor. "Y-Yes...bless your kind soul!" The rat stuttered, blowing the kind teen kisses. He then ran into a small hole in the wall and dissapeared. "Were you talking to that rat?" Officer X asked,...
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