Augustus

The children all looked at each other in fear. Mike had a peppermint branch and he lunged towards Violet. Violet dodged his attack swiftly. Mike had dropped the brach when he attacked so Violet quickly picked it up. She was about to strike Mike but a loud voice echoed across the room through the speakers. Augustus was engorging himself with the melted chocolate from the river. It was all over his hands and shirt.

"Little boy, my chocolate should never be touched by human hands! I warned you what happens when you do something I don't like." Wonka yelled.

He pressed a button on a panel in the room. Augustus' collar started to beep and the little blue box on the collar showed a tiny blinking red dot. Augustus looked around wildly as the beeping and blinking started to become faster. He tripped over a candy branch and he landed at Veruca's feet. He looked up at her with pleading eyes.

"GET OFF OF ME!" she yelled while pulling away from his grip.

Veruca climbed up to join the rest of the group. Augustus was crying and crying as the beeping became faster and faster and faster. BOOM! The collar exploded with a crack and Augustus' lifeless body fell on to the grass. The flesh of his neck was covered in blood and blue candy. A pool of blood began to form under his body. All of the children and parents were shocked.

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT! HE DID NOTHING WRONG!" shreiked Mrs Augustus.

"He touched and spoiled my chocolate. I can't sell spoiled chocolate, can I?" replied .

"YOU EVIL MAN!" she yelled.

"Take and her son's body to the death room." ordered Mr. Wonka

The oompa loompa bowed and bought out of the room. The mechanical arms around her turned into handcuffs.

"Goodbye, Adieu, Farewell." said Wonka smugly.

The children looked at the lifeless body in front of them. Their faces were white and their eyes were wide. Veruca fainted and fell into Charlie's arms. Violet again noticed the deadly branch she held in her hand. She quickly lunged towards Mike, ready to attack. Charlie quickly noticed that a pink boat was headed down the river. He quickly dragged Veruca to where the boat rested. The boat was rowed by dozens of oompa loompas. He slowly dragged Veruca onto the boat and he boarded it himself. The oompa loompas started to row into a dark tunnel. Meanwhile, Mike was running away from a aggressive Violet, who was chasing him down. He left the chocolate room and opened the door to a room that was labeled: Heating Room. When Mike went in he was assaulted with waves of heat. He decided to go deeper down into the room. Soon after, Violet came upon the same door and without hesitation, she stepped inside.

Charlie was holding onto the boat for dear life as it took crazy and sharp twists and turns. His right hand was tightly grasping Veruca's fur jacket. Second later, the boat slowed down and stopped in front of a large circular door. It was labeled: Inventing Room. Charlie dragged Veruca out of the boat and he decided to hide in the room. The boy rested Veruca's body on a machine and he marveled at the intricate devices he saw. With all of the noises and smells, Veruca started to wake up. Charlie quickly ran over to her to help her up. When Charlie came into Veruca's view she panicked.

"Where am I?" she groaned.

"The Inventing Room." Charlie replied.

"Are you going to kill me?" asked Veruca

"No, I'm not going to kill or hurt anyone." Charlie said.

"Why, don't you want to live?" Veruca asked.

"Yes, but I can't bring myself to kill anyone." Charlie said.

"Why are you helping me?" Veruca said.

"Becuase, it's the right thing to do, I guess." Charlie replied.

"Thank You."

"No problem, let's get out of here before we are found."

In the watch room was relieved that Charlie wasn't going to hurt his daughter.

"Bless his soul!" whispered Mr. Salt

In the heating room, Violet was searching for Mike.

"Come out, Mike!" she yelled. "I'm not going to hurt you! We can win the game together!"

Mike suddenly made a break for a forest made out of licorice. Violet heard him running and she sprinted into the forest with him. While Mike was running he came upon a lake filled with a brown sticky substance. He stopped before the lake and he hid behind a large licorice tree. Violet didn't see the lake until she ran into it. The substance pulled her farther and farther down. Suddenly an alarm went off.

"Heating Fudge, Heating Fudge." the speaker announced.

Violet began to feel the fudge heating up under her. She struggled to get out, but to no avail.

"Hel..Help.." she muttered weakly. She was quickly losing her strength.

Her face and lips were turning blue. Mike just stood at the edge of the lake watching her struggle and...die.

"Some..someone hel..p." she said with the last of her strength.

Mike suddenly panicked and he tried to reach her with a licorice rope but it was too late. The rest of her body had sunk under the hot, sticky fudge. The only part you could see of Violet was the blond hair on the top of her head.

"NOOO!" screamed Mrs. Beauregarde, "SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO WIN!"

Another oompa loompa came to Wonka's side

"Take Mrs. Beauregarde to the death room and get her daughter out of the lake. I bet she's cooking in there, hehe!" commanded Mr. Wonka

The oompa loompa took a grieving Mrs. Beauregarde out of the room.

"Then there were three." said Mr. Wonka smugly