From Bad to Worse

"There, now isn't that nice and snug!" Aloysius chortled. "Let's head to my house, where I can find a good hiding place. We don't want my overprotective mother or alcoholic father to find you.

And so, singing a little song, Aloysius jaunted down the street to his house. He went up straight into his room and took Astra out to show it to her.

"Wha... what is this??" Astra gasped.

Aloysius' room was extremely well organized, but in a rather odd fashion. In one corner stood an altar decorated with skulls, candles and the photographs of teenage girls. One wall was covered with the blueprints of a large building, and little sticky notes labeled "Plant the bombs here" and "Shoot the teachers here" and "Take out the football team with a flamethrower here" and such. In another corner stood a hamster tank, but it was strung with barbed wire, and a large number of extremely thin, gaunt hamsters were being guarded by hamsters wearing uniforms with swastikas on them. Pornographic and satanic posters covered up any blank spaces on the walls.

"Like it?" Aloysius smiled. "It's my little oasis of relaxation. Here do I come to get away from the world."

"Why are you starving your hamsters?" Astra asked.

"Oh, don't worry." Aloysius said with a glint in his eye. "They're planning a prison break even as we speak. Aren't you? Oh, you cute little guys, yes you are. Yes you are!"

"So where are you planning to hide me?" Astra said.

"Hmm." Aloysius said.

1. In the hamster tank.
2. In his Magic the Gathering box.
3. In one of the skulls on the altar.
4. In a glass case filled with plastic miniatures of cartoon girls. "Now my collection is complete." Aloysius laughed.

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