“Cara! There’s another one of these golden zombies,” Abby shrieked in surprise as she fell backwards from where she had been hanging more tinsel on the tree in Cara and Trelon’s living quarters. “Oh my god, they are just… creepy.”
“Symba! We need you again,” Cara frantically called out as she tried to sweep the inch sized golden robot-type creature into a dust pan. “Damn, this one looks like something straight out of a Tim Burton film.”
“That or one of those demented purple minions, only this time in gold,” Abby added in a shaky voice. “I hope you’ve hidden that duplicator thing so the girls can’t find it again.”
“We did. Trelon took it down to the lab,” Cara explained as she turned and tossed the golden replica through the air to Symba. Both she and Abby winced when they heard a loud s
