Chapter 5
Survivors
Behind the glitter-covered door stood the mentally disturbed figures of Bruces's old friends. "Oh, no!" Bruce stated with a large undertone of regret. "These idiots are the only other people alive!?"
"You know them?" Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis asked as they walked inside and greeted them, "Hello, my name is Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. You can call me Pneumono for short."
"You never told me that? I have been calling you the longest word in English for the entire time and it was SO painful!" Bruce reacted, mostly talking to himself but still out loud.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Sorry!" Pneumono laughed and continued to greet Bruce's old friends, "So what are your names?"
Abcde replied with, "My name is Abcde, this is ☢☣☢☣☢" Pointing to one of the people standing in the large, messy room. "This is Iam Mcspecial, this is , this is Mr Stubby Claus, this is ⛄, and this is Ow!" Abcde continued.
"Do you mind if we come in to eat something, Me and Bruce are starving. We haven't eaten for three days." Pneumono quarried.
"Oh God no! I'm not going in there with them!" Bruce exclaimed, with years of past trauma from his old friends.
"It'll be fine. Just come in to eat. Then we can leave to try and stop this accursed rain." Pneumono reasoned. "Fine! I'll go in, as long as they don't drug us!" Bruce concluded angrily as he stomped into the house.
"Wait, did you say no drugging?" ⛄ confirmed sadly.
When everyone had filed into the house and taken a seat at a large, triangular table, ☢☣☢☣☢ took the liberty to make a very late dinner for everyone since it was already 11:00 pm. While they were eating the fried witchetty grubs ☢☣☢☣☢ had prepared. Iam Mcspecial said,
"﷼ૐּྀི ֶָ֢༒︎𖦹." Pneumono and Bruce didn't understand but started laughing when everyone else did. When Pneumono proposed the idea of sleeping to them, they all stopped and looked at them like an unknown species. When they went back to normal, Pneumono whispered to Bruce, "Do they not sleep?"
"They don't even breathe," Bruce answered cautiously.
The next morning, Pneumono and Bruce tied up the 7 idiots to a large lamppost outside, where they would hopefully get hit by a falling onion and banana and reach the end of their trash version of a life. Bruce and Pneumono started to walk away under the shelter of the umbrella that had accompanied them since the beginning of their quest, Pondering the ways that they could stop the deadly and illogical rain.
The next couple of days, Bruce and Pneumono walked from house to house, looking for food or other items that could provide information or use to stop the banana and onion rain. "Hey look, what is that?" Pneumono asked, whilst pointing at a large stone monolith in the middle of the size of four Bruces. Pneumono asked, pointing at a large stone monolith in the middle of the park the size of the two of them standing next to each other. Bruce responded, "I'm not sure but I don't want to know." But it was too late as Pneumono was pulling Bruce by the arm to the strangely placed monolith. When they finished running to the foreboding structure a deep sense of fear filled the already terrified companions.