Something terrible.
Something horrifying.
Something sinis—
Sinuses—
Sinista—
Something Evil!
They’ve stopped talking to me.
Instead, they’re using a super secret language of blinks and squints.
It's creepy!
Creeperifically creepy!
And there’s something else. Something so awful, I can hardly write.
But I have to.
You have to know.
This is very, very important.
It’s not just in my house.
They’ve started to spread the word. They held a secret meeting—
With ANOTHER Siameser!
Whatever they're up to, it's spreading.
I can’t handle this.
What sort of evilish evilness can they be up to?
The worstest kind, if he’s in charge.
