Little Penguin (16-3)
* Continued * "Shhhhhh," Tim hissed to the male penguin. Dread filled the room, did the Citizen Eaters hear the noise, would they care? After a few moments the penguin stop yelling from being awoken. His ghostly eyes looked past Tim into the bleak darkness of death. His eyes started to fall once again. "Stay wake old man," Tim whispered. His eyes darting open once again, the penguin started to scan the room. "Who is there?" "Can you not see me? I stand before you but a few feet." "Are you a ghost?" "I am certainly not! Are you blind?" "Then why can I not see you?" "What can you see." "Nothing but the darkness of night." "Can you even see your fin?" He lifted up his fin and startled back. "What happened to my fin. I cannot see it. What have you done to me?" "Did you not know you were blind?" "I am not blind, I can plainly se