Tales From October Volume II

And oh the tests he ran
Poking and prodding
Pushing him past the point
Of bearing them
Yes agony was what he knew

"Well, that was a disappointment wouldn't you say Bob? So much for his dying, since he should have died from at least two of those tests I put him through. He must have just blacked out and felt like he died before."

"Yes Streede, that was disappointing."

But Streede he saw
That Bob he lied
And quick to to his anger
He lashed he lashed out

"What is wrong with you Bob? This is not how an apprentice to evil should behave. You are not disappointed that this weak strordinaire survived as well as he did. You are grateful that he did."

Bob said nothing, he just looked away and pursed his lips, not wanting to say anything because he knew that anything he said would only rile Streede up further.

Sadly silence was
As bad as words
The way that Streede had turned
So yes he struck in anger
But yet again

"So that's how you want to play it eh Bob? You've turned weak have you? Well then, you're no use to me and what I have no use for, I get rid of, like Erica, she turned against me too and I got rid of her. And believe you me, she was more useful to me than you could ever dream of being."

And with clear intent
In his eyes of anger
But flashing hate
He slipped on his gloves
Or gauntlets if you will
And moved in for the kill