Lily finally felt محفوظ when Private's footsteps faded away upstairs, apparently, he went to find Lily, but he's still searching. She looked at the cellar door, was it محفوظ to enter?Yes, it was. She opened the door, which went down a flight of stairs, she noticed the room had stuffed birds too. Taxidermist's birds, eternally stuffed and mounted for display. 'Blech, that's nasty, killing a bird, gutting it and stuffing it with cotton is nasty,' thought Lily, looking around. The taxidermed animals soon started varying, lizards in preserving jars, whole parasites stuffed in alcohol jars, a deer head hanging on the ceiling, it continued, even a بائسن, بائسن کے طور was found preserved. She then opened another door, but it was different, it was a hallway, very dimly lit with candles, that had photographs, Private with his mother, Private at the motel, Private's mother collecting herbs, etc. It looked like a makshift shrine. Soon after, Lily saw a rotating seat, with something sitting in it. Ms. Bates. 'YOU!!! آپ are under arrest for several accounts of murder, and domestic violence. We must take آپ to the state penitentiary,' Lily stopped. She realized that Ms. Bates wasn't moving, sleeping probably, and her back to Lily.
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Private frantically kept searching for Lily. 'Where in god's name is she?!' yelled Private. Soon, he dropped the letter opener and found it, his mother's باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ knife, and he saw the closet, there was a set of his mother's clothes and her belongings. 'There we are, I forgot about this baby,' thought Private, looking into a screen that displayed the various rooms in his house. 'Of cooooooourse,' he purred. 'She's in the cellar, snooping around with my work eh? We'll see what new meaning I can give to the word: میں butterscotch, بوٹرسکوٹچ Lollies. Hehehehehe..... Ready. Or. Not. Here I come...' Then, Private picked up the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ چھری and put on a wig he found in the closet, then he slipped into his mother's clothes. He started speaking in a feminine tone, and cackled. 'Let's see what that precious little girl can do to suspect me for anything hmmm? I can prevent that!!! HAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!' cackled Private, in a strange delusion. 'She' walked out the room and slowly started the descent downstairs. 'Where are آپ my darling? I just want to give آپ a cookie, that's all, I made your faaaaaavorite, chocolate chip with کے marshmallow, مآرشماللو springs on top,' replied Private, in his mother's voice. 'Yummy, yummy!! Cookie for you, آپ stuuuuupid insignificant little SNITCH!!! Come here, come quietly, you're due for a little bloodshed.'
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Lily continued approaching Private's mother, sitting in her chair, she then stopped briefly. 'Is she just staring in a trance, یا is she just sleeping? Ms. Bates!!! Wake up!!!' she yelled. No answer. 'Are آپ alright Ms. Bates? I'm here to merely take آپ to court that's all, okay? Does that sound okay? Oh, right, the 'silent treatment' just آپ see, if آپ ignore me, you're going to jail, without a trial سے طرف کی jury!!!' Then, she walked a bit faster, down the dark hall, she then noticed that the chair Ms. Bates sat in, was right on سب, سب سے اوپر of a pentagram, a satanic symbol, carved into the wood floor, with the words: Why she wouldn't harm a fly' carved onto the back of the chair. Lily slowly grabbed the chair, and spun it slowly, soon Ms. Bates's face was revealed. Dead. Mummified for longer than 14 years, missing it's eyes and it's beak cracked and dry. 'AAAHH!!!! SWEET JESUS CHRIST!!!!' screamed Lily. She had knocked over a candle, it imediatly burned out on impact. 'LILY!!!! آپ girly!!! آپ and I are gonna be big ol' BUDDIES!!!! AHAHAHAHAAA!!!!' laughed Private in Ms. Bates's voice. 'So..... So you're behind this all?!' screamed Lily. 'So you're NOT correct ma'am, I'm Ms. Bates!!!' yelled Private.
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Private laughed and giggled at the same time, he then pulled out the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ knife. 'Hold still Lily darling, this won't hurt a bit!!' yelled Private. Lily tensed up for the worst, Private laughing, then suddenly, Skipper rushed in, and tackled Private. 'That's no way to settle a crime 'Ms. Bates', یا should I say PRIVATE!!!' spat Skipper. Private responded سے طرف کی rolling over on his side and kicking Skipper's beak. 'That's no way to treat a lady, and I'm not Private!!' yelled Private, again in his mother's voice. Then, Private punched Skipper's eye, knocking him down, then Private ran out the door. 'Don't آپ get it Skippah?! I'm invinsible!!! AHAHAHA-' yelled Private before being stopped سے طرف کی a giant mass of cops. 'It's all over Mr. Bates, we have the area surrounded, آپ are to drop your weapons, and raise your hands up!!' shouted an officer over the megaphone. 'Alright then, chum. I'll drop my weapons, but I won't raise anything,' nagged Private, crossing his flippers. 'Why not then Private?' asked the officer. 'Because one, I'm not Private. I'm his mother, and two, آپ کہا raise your hands!! Yet I don't have any!!! I'm a penguin!!!' argued Private. The police were soon able to handcuff Private, at his wrists, his elbows, his knees, his ankles, all his joints were shackled. 'A bit snug for the trio don't آپ think so ya fat doughnut eater?' asked Private, being shoved in a car.