(Matilda's POV)
The hallway seems to go on forever, but this time it's not twists and turns but rather one that goes straight onward. As the group goes onward, I ponder why exactly Wonka is trying to kill off these kids. I mean, Augustus said he was sucked up the chocolate pipe because he wanted to try it. And Violet chewed some gum and almost became blueberry flavoring, which I assume someone had told her to NOT do. Are they sinful?
"Violet, your skin's still blue," I remark with concern.
She just gives a shrug.
"I wouldn't worry about it too much right now. I'm sure it will go away."
"Oh, I'm sure it won't," a voice boasts.
We all start to look around when I realize it's Wonka's voice coming from out of nowhere.
"Well, well, well," it chuckles.
"It seems you've managed to escape blueberryfication after all, Violet."
"What the heck were you thinking, Wonka? I could've been killed!"
"And that was the point. Matilda, my dearest, believe me when I say that you should not trust Augustus and Violet; they are bad seeds."
"What are you talking about?" I ask in disbelief.
"They're not bad people! They're just misguided."
"Oh, is that so? Perhaps the next of my victims might prove otherwise. That is, if you can reach her in time."
Hearing this we run down the hall, down many stairs, and around many corridors until the group skids to a stop by a metal door as I hear someone screaming.
"Help me! I want to get out of here!"
"That voice sounds oddly familiar," I remark aloud.
I open the door and everything seems to heat up. In front of us is a large iron furnace. I hear another scream and I look up and far to my left to see a girl in a mink coat and a man in a brown suit staring in fear. I recognize them immediately.