I heard mumbling and whispering. "Hey, you*hic*okay?" I yawned and sat up. I was in a dark room. "Who said that?" I rubbed my left eye and looked around. "Here." I heard a click and a lamp turned on. The lamp looked like Tony. "You left a*hic*huge mess here. The stench of blood and decay had filled the room. I coughed and covered my nose. "What happened?!"

The lamp look at me weird. "You killed everyone." My eyes widened. "What's your name?" He put a hand on his side. "Manny..." He took a drink of something. "I'm*hic*Lenny Lamp." The lights burst on. I groaned and rubbed my burning eyes. I noticed Lenny wasn't the only one in the room. There was a bendy lamp, a saxophone, shovel, magnet, file, and a football.

I got off my chair and slipped on some liquid, landing on my back in it. I groaned and sat up. "What the-?" I gasped. I slipped in a pool of blood. I grabbed the table and stood up again. "Yeah, there's blood*hic*everywhere." Lenny crossed his arms and looked at the blood. I stared at my bloody hands. They were the hands of a killer. I sobbed.

"W-where is everyone?" I looked at everyone. "They're gone." The file gave me a sympathetic look. I shook my head and clutched my overalls. "No, they're alive! All of them! I didn't kill them, I'm not responsible for this!!" They all looked at each other then at Lenny, who'd been talking the most. He put a hand on my shoulder. "They aren't here, Manny."

I growled and pushed him away from me. "Liar!!" My eyes turned white again and I ran out. I saw the corpses of everyone and got even angrier. "This isn't real! This didn't happen!" I turned around and glared at the others, who were staring at me. "What?!" They backed up. I looked at the corpses and sobbed.