On the afternoon of December 24th, 2004, five young fishes in a Submarine ran out of gas on a farm road in South Bikini Bottom. Four of them were never seen again. The next morning the one survivor, Squidward, was picked up on a seaside; Blood cloaked and screaming murder. Squidward said she had broken out of a window in Hell. The squiward babbled a mad tale: a cannibal family in an isolated pineapple under the sea, chain-sawed fishes and burguers, her brother, her friends hacked up for barbeque. Chairs made out of fish skeletons. Then he sank into pickles. Bikini Bottom lawmen mounted a month-long manhunt, but could not locate the macabre pineapple under the sea. They could find no killers and no victims. No facts; no crime. Officially, on the records, The Bikini Bottom Chainsaw Massacre never happened. But during the last 13 years, over and over again reports of bizarre, grisly chainsaw mass-murders have persisted all across the state of Bikini Bottom. The Bikini Bottom Chainsaw Massacre has not stopped. It haunts Bikini Bottom. It seems to have no end. (Part 4: Local researchers found remains in severe state of putrefaction. Purificated water holds onto Spongebob's coronary arteries, as his friends and burguers has severe, deep wounds, possibly death by intracranio-cerebral bacterial meningitis) Tab