The mutilated man stared hard at his reflection. He accidentally caught it gleaming out of the corner of his eye. He turned the cleaver which served as his weapon slightly sideways in his grip. No matter what angle his reflection took the image remained the same. The gruesome face which greeted him was a nightmare manifested into the waking world.

*Formerly titled Defective, I never liked it though, the new title is supposed to be a bad joke* Its been almost a year since he found the alien crawling around in his basement. After a tedious day of teaching he wanted nothing more than to come home and relax. Zim had other plans for the weekend, come Monday one of his students was going to be very surprised. Horror themed ZADR.