Seabass’ Diary…Day 135…It’s Over…

February 27, 2017-The door to the van slammed shut and we were immediately swarmed by the S.W.A.T team. I knew that this was a bad idea and felt sick to my stomach when I looked at the large, stupid human. He had been struck in the face and blood trickled down his forehead, three men tied his arms behind his back and his feet together.He flailed his limbs to break free but couldn’t. There were too many of them. I was restrained by two men and tried to bite at them as they hog-tied me, it was useless because I couldn’t reach them. They did the same to Bernard and Simba as I watched on in horror.

I was restrained by two men and tried to bite at them as they hog-tied me, it was useless because I couldn’t reach them. They did the same to Bernard and Simba as I watched on in horror. One of the men in the S.W.A.T. vests spoke, “This is it. You have been beaten and there is no way that you’re to get to the small, stupid human in time to save her life.”

“No! NO! NO! NO!” the large, stupid human thundered. “This is NOT going to end this way!”

There was an icy laugh from the front seat of the van and my heart almost stopped when I recognized it. The tall thin woman.

“Now now, not to worry! We ARE taking you to her…because that way you can all be together when it ends and I can make absolutely certain that I’ve done away with ALL of you.”

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