Zim ran through, wherever he was. It was clear that Zim was not back at his base but where he was, he didn't know. He was in some sort of white paneled labyrinth a lot of them smeared with what Zim hoped wasn't blood. What he was running from was, indescribable. It wasn't human he could see that, but it along with everything near it, was impossibly blurred, Zim would've tried to identify it with his PAK but, when he first found himself in the labyrinth his PAK was gone!

Zim could hardly believe it! What was even more shocking was the fact that when he felt his back there were no holes for his PAK to latch on to like normal, almost like he never had his PAK to begin with, "I'm losing my mind!" Zim mumbled when he first made the discovery. The final odd detail was the "gun" in Zim's hand, he found it when he first found himself there.

It was white with three black arched prongs on the end of it. The gun itself was some sot of oval shape and the trigger, or should I say triggers were concealed underneath the gun's white shell.

Zim had no idea what it did as when he tried to use it, the gun did nothing, much to his frustrations.

Zim looked back at the creature as it kept coming at him full charge, and, almost like a bad horror movie cliché Zim tripped on nothing and fell flat of his face. He looked back and saw the creature was now to close for him to continue running. But, looking at the gun, Zim got an idea...

Zim awoke before he could put his plan in action, and one glance at the ceiling and he could tell he was not in his base...

Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry about the short first chapter! I accidentally added a horizontal line while writing this chapter and I didn't know how to get rid of it so I had to cut the chapter short, but it did help out with making chapter 7 all the more interesting. So I hope you enjoy this fanfic, which is my first... but I'm working hard t make it as creative and interesting as I can! So Enjoy!