"Hurry up you two!" The man yelled at Jon and Alan as he half dragged them across the parking lot to his car. "I still can't believe that with all the time you have spent together, that you still can't walk properly. Your lucky the crowd doesn't care about seeing the famous Two-headed boy walking."
"Wait!" Alan said as he hopelessly tried to wiggle his only arm free of the man's grip. "What do you mean by all the time we've spent together? And, how can you see us like...like this?"
The man suddenly stopped and let go of Alan's arm. "Boy, you two must of really bumped your heads this time. Uhh...Remember, I'm Sebastian. I run the carnival that you two belong to. You two have been traveling with the me and the carnies since...uhh...what has it been, oh yeah, since the accident 5 years ago."
"Accident!" Jon exclaimed, "What accident?"
"The Accident," Sebastian replied, "you'know, the one where your two were the only survivors in huge crash....Well, kind of."
"What?!" Alan and Jon yelled in unison.
"Both your families, along with a lot of other people, were killed. Uhh...you two were severely injured, missing practicly half a body each, and were going to die, but that doctor guy saved you by sewing the two of you together."
"WHAT!!!!" Jon and Alan shared a quick glance of horror before they quickly tore their shirt off. The two were shocked to see that they in fact did have a huge scar running down the middle of their chest and back. The rest of their scar was hidden underneath their pants.
Jon and Alan stared at each other. Alan, almost in tears, whispered, "How...how could the girls wish...did they really kill..."
Jon, also close to tears, whispered back, "We...we are going to them back..."
