dib is on his computer, and zim comes in through the window, quietly as always, but with no INTENTION of scaring dib. dib looks kinda pale as he's staring wide eyed at his comuter screen, focusing on whatever he's doing.
dib: jesus christ, zim! why do you always DO that?!?
zim: i didn't mean to. i'm bored.
dib: (quickly turning back to the computer, eyes widen again and he whimpers very softly) now's NOT a good time!
zim: why? what are you doing?
dib: zim, SHUT. UP. i can't-- SHIT!
zim: (looks bewildered as he moves closer and looks over dib's shoulder at the computer screen.) what is this?
dib: zim, i swear to god...
zim: answer me.
dib: it's a GAME, and if you keep bugging me, i'm gonna die!
zim: what are you supposed to do? why is it all dark? what's with the trees?
zim: zim asked a question.
dib: alright alright... but i can't pause this damn thing... shit... i'm supposed to collect 8 pages, but i'm being stalked by-- MOTHER FUCKER!!