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Stan heard the car explode. They all
did. They rushed outside. Bullock’s car! He’s dead! No! Now
I’ll never get that promotion, Stan proclaimed, falling to his
knees. And my boss is gone. I’m not that heartless. I’m right here, Smith, Bullock
yelled. He had Roger pinned to the ground and had a knife in his
hand. Now help me get rid of this space pest. It’s been nothing
but a burden for the CIA for years now. Now I’ve finally got the
sneaky bastard. I saved your life, bub. Roger
didn’t want to die. Are you just going to kill me? You’d be dead
right now if it weren’t for me. It talks? Bullock was shocked. Stan hurry and help me. We need to kill it. But sir, he did save your life. Don’t you have any feelings? Stan didn’t want Roger to die. He had
saved his life, too. He? You say it as if you know this
creature. It’s just a pest that needs to die now. Now help me. Stan help! Roger screamed. Bullock stopped. What? How does this
thing know your name, Smith? Well sir, his name’s Roger. I owe
him my life, and you do too, sir. Remember back at area 51 when he
escaped? He paused, and Bullock nodded, now on his feet. Stan
continued, I was in the lab that was blown up, but I had knocked
myself unconscious. Roger grabbed me and pushed me down the laundry
chute. I had to let him stay with me. Smith, you do realize that I’ll have
to fire you, then kill you, then kill your family, right? Sir, please. …to be continued!