Well, I'm back everyone! As promised, I will bring in the story known as "No Escape" requested by JOHNHAMMOND1993. I hope I manage to please you with this "horror flick" (so to speak). Now, let's get on with the show!

Chapter 1: When Our Paths Cross...

Charlie Bucket was the luckiest boy in the whole world. He didn't know it at first, but he was convinced when he won a Golden Ticket, one of the rarest prizes a kid could win. Holding this ticket meant he could gain access to the factory of Willy Wonka, one of the most prominent candy-makers in the world. Not only that, four other children will be at his side to get the privilege of seeing the mysterious place no one has seen in 15 years. Charlie Bucket was the luckiest boy in the whole world. At least, he thought he was...

The night before had arrived, and Charlie looked outside of the hole in the roof as he sat in his bed. He could see the factory, with smoke billowing like always. A question kept plaguing him the entire day: Who are the workers? His curiosity started to eat him up, so he gave in. He creeped out of bed, grabbed his jacket, and attempted to sneak out. He was caught by his Grandpa George, however. "Where do you think you're going, young man?"

Charlie looked back at the old man. "I need to go for a walk. I have to know something, and I-"

Grandpa George interrupted, "It's that blighted 'Who's running the machines' question again, isn't it? Sit down." Charlie walked to his grandfather. "Take it from me. Your parents would tell you to wait until tomorrow. I'm not your mother and father, though." He paused for a moment. "In fact, it reminds of a story. When I was your age, I had curiosity myself with this haunted house. It was a creepy place with numerous rumors, so I wanted to investigate. A couple friends of mine walked with me around the eerie grounds. We didn't know what we were getting into, but it didn't matter. Without warning, two flashes of light came followed by two thunderous roars. I ran out in fright and escaped. But my friends never came out of the house. No one knows what happened to them to this day."

Charlie asked him, "What are you saying?"

Grandpa George looked up. "Obviously, you're smart enough to wait until I sleep to go out again. Which is why I will tell you to go quickly and be back soon. But know this: you never know what you'll get into. You may find trouble, so be careful. Besides, I have a feeling you won't be alone. But be warned, for that Wonka was always an oddball. Now hurry along."

Charlie smiled and walked out the door. He ran through the snow-ridden street until he made it to the gates. As Grandpa George had suggested, he wasn't alone. A portly young boy wearing jeans, a red-and-white striped shirt, and chocolate on his face, waddled toward the young boy. This chubby boy was recognized as Augustus Gloop, the first ticket winner. "Who are you," Augustus asked him.

Charlie introduced himself. "I am Charlie Bucket, winner of the fifth ticket. I came because I was curious about something. I wish to know who the workers are."

Augustus replied, "I am here becauze I vould like to know about ze candies Mr. Vonka makes, and maybe try some sveets. My mother doesn't know I'm gone."

Another voice came in, "Sounds very petty." A girl came towards them. She had curly brown hair, a mink coat, and a pink dress. She spoke in a haughty manner,"I am Veruca Salt, the second ticket winner. I am interested in prospected for things to buy later, so my daddy told me to come here." She batted her eyelashes and asked, "How about one of you young men help me out? What do you say?"

"I say your technique is weak." They looked to see a short, slender girl in a sky blue tracksuit with blonde hair standing against the wall near the gate. She was chewing on a really old piece of gum. "I'm Violet Beauregarde, and I'm here for the prize. I want to know what it is. Then I can win it. My mother told me I had to do this, so here I am."

"You can have it for all I care." They all spotted a spiky-haired boy with a red skull shirt and black jeans. "I'm Mike Teavee. I got the fourth ticket, but I couldn't really care. I just got it to test myself. I'm out here to look at the machines, so I'm not really interested in anything else. If my parents are so adamant about me coming here, I'm gonna find some way to enjoy the tour tomorrow."

Violet flashed a wicked smile at Charlie and wrapped her arm around his neck, while speaking with an enticing voice, "You wouldn't mind helping a girl find what she wants, would you? I'll help you find what you want."

Charlie said uncomfortably, "I guess so."

Violet dragged him towards the gate, while whispering, "That's how it's done" to Veruca. Violet got on Charlie's shoulders, scaled the bars, and leaped over the gate. She looked around for a switch; and when she did, she opened the gates. They began to sneak in, not knowing someone was watching them from the factory windows...

That's the first chapter! Now that I've set the mood, be prepared for a chill later on. Also, I'd remember everything in this chapter. It's important, you see. Take care, everyone!

EDIT: I have an important announcement. From now on, I will be posting every other day instead of every day. Frankly, it would be much easier to write if I didn't put in so much pressure on myself.