The McGriddle said to the McDonald's employee,

The McGriddle said to the McDonald's employee, "I am evil."

The McDonald's employee, a pimply teen by the name of Brenda, replied to her talking breakfast "But tasty", then proceeded to devour the sentient sandwich bite by savory bite, its

cries quickly stifling into the silence of the room. "Hmmm..." Said the psychiatrist behind the glass wall. "This means shock therapy for you Brenda. I'm really sorry but

I'll have to at attach electrodes and fry your brain." "Couldn't I have a couple of paracetamol instead," whimpered Brenda, "it's just a bit of a headache." The psychiatrist threw

up his hands. "Oh, your one of those anti-shock freaks aren't you, Brenda? There is nothing a few volts can't cure. Now Hop onto the gurney while I strap you in." Brenda ran.

"What about you Kelly? Up for a little electro?" "Well, I haven't been jogging as much as I'd like. Can you target my abs and thighs?" "Oh sure, no problem." He strapped her in.

Attached the electrodes. Turned her on. "I'm really super flabby!" she shouted over the hum of the electro. "Could you turn up the setting to HIGH, please?" "Sure, Kellsters!" Bbbb

the machine started making an unusual noise. Dddd Gggg Bzzzt the noise got louder. "What's that, darling?" I couldn't make out what she was saying. And then I smelled burning flesh

"Help!!!" she cried. I rush to help her, but it was too late...

Before I got the hard facts of her incredible story, witnesses, addresses , even just her name she spoke her last words, "It happened in Foldspace.." I was left with a mystery.