Well, I'm back with another chapter.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "As was expected"::
I know this depresses some people, but we only have two chapters to go!
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "At least you're happy"::
Actually, I'll miss writing this. On with the story!
Chapter 8: The Creaking Door of Doom
"It's been a while since that voice of pure evil said anything,"
Garet commented. They had re-lit all of the candles that they had
brought with them and were now sitting in a circle, watching eachother's
backs.
"I hope Sheba and Felix are okay," Ivan bit his lip, free to
speak now that he was no longer the bearer of Jenna's fear.
"Save a little worry for us," Mia curled her legs up to her
chest, resting her chin on her knees. "We're not sure what the voice of
evil said, I mean, Jenna drowned out that last part with her screaming."
"Well, EXCUSE me," Jenna glared at her, linking arms with Alex.
"He STARTLED me, what, with all of the candles going out like that."
The repeated rushes of adrenalyne had left them all feeling very
tired. Isaac was already half asleep, staring at the floor, when...
Creak.
"Hey, that sounded like a door," he looked up. Everyone else
looked up, too. Outside of their little pool of candle light was pure
darkness. Isaac got to his feet, taking his candle with him. "I think
it came from over there."
The group got to their feet, except for Picard, who had a dreamy
look on his face and hadn't said a word for a long time. No one could
decide whether this was a good thing or not.
After Jenna nearly breaking down twice and Ivan tripping over
some of the zombie left overs, they did indeed reach a door. It was
swinging on its hinges in a wind that seemed to be coming from nowhere,
causing the candle flames to stutter.
"This wasn't here before," Mia muttered.
"Well, anything's better than staying in here," Garet said
fervently. "I say the sooner we get through this door, the sooner we get
out of this stupid house. C'mon, Picard. Picard?"
They turned around. The Lemurian's candle was still sitting
where it was, but its owner wasn't there.
"He's probably going to jump out of the shadows or something,"
Alex muttered. "And when Jenna tries to kill him he'll have no idea
why."
***********
"Where am I?" Picard looked around, a bit dazed. He was tied to
what appeared to be a table top, in what appeared to be a dank, dark
dungeon.
"Picard!"
He looked over. Felix and Sheba were strapped to similar tables.
"Oh, hello," he said, still confused. "Where are we?"
"The Chamber of Ultimate Torture," Sheba said. "Don't worry
though, neither of us have been tortured yet."
"Oh...good."
***********
The room had been searched, and still no sign of Picard could be
found.
"We'll just have to go on without him, I guess," Isaac turned to
the door, his friends gathered into a tight huddle behind him.
"Are you sure?" Garet asked. "I mean, knowing this place, it's
probably the creaky door of doom or something."
"We'll just have to take that chance," Isaac said, braver than he
felt. He led the way slowly to the door, pushed it the rest of the way
open, and held his candle over his head.
It was a spiral stair case, heading down into the depths of the
earth.
"We should have just gone up those stairs at the very begining,"
Alex muttered.
Aren't they odd.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Yes, they are"::
So, yeah, there is a purpose to this plot and a plot to this purpose.
It's just that neither has actually shown up yet.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Yup yup yup!"::
Alright, I'm gonna call it a night. As usual, you read it, you review
it.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Kinda like...you deny it-" holds up
another sign "-you supply it?"::
Not exactly, but I think they get the general idea.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "As was expected"::
I know this depresses some people, but we only have two chapters to go!
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "At least you're happy"::
Actually, I'll miss writing this. On with the story!
Chapter 8: The Creaking Door of Doom
"It's been a while since that voice of pure evil said anything,"
Garet commented. They had re-lit all of the candles that they had
brought with them and were now sitting in a circle, watching eachother's
backs.
"I hope Sheba and Felix are okay," Ivan bit his lip, free to
speak now that he was no longer the bearer of Jenna's fear.
"Save a little worry for us," Mia curled her legs up to her
chest, resting her chin on her knees. "We're not sure what the voice of
evil said, I mean, Jenna drowned out that last part with her screaming."
"Well, EXCUSE me," Jenna glared at her, linking arms with Alex.
"He STARTLED me, what, with all of the candles going out like that."
The repeated rushes of adrenalyne had left them all feeling very
tired. Isaac was already half asleep, staring at the floor, when...
Creak.
"Hey, that sounded like a door," he looked up. Everyone else
looked up, too. Outside of their little pool of candle light was pure
darkness. Isaac got to his feet, taking his candle with him. "I think
it came from over there."
The group got to their feet, except for Picard, who had a dreamy
look on his face and hadn't said a word for a long time. No one could
decide whether this was a good thing or not.
After Jenna nearly breaking down twice and Ivan tripping over
some of the zombie left overs, they did indeed reach a door. It was
swinging on its hinges in a wind that seemed to be coming from nowhere,
causing the candle flames to stutter.
"This wasn't here before," Mia muttered.
"Well, anything's better than staying in here," Garet said
fervently. "I say the sooner we get through this door, the sooner we get
out of this stupid house. C'mon, Picard. Picard?"
They turned around. The Lemurian's candle was still sitting
where it was, but its owner wasn't there.
"He's probably going to jump out of the shadows or something,"
Alex muttered. "And when Jenna tries to kill him he'll have no idea
why."
***********
"Where am I?" Picard looked around, a bit dazed. He was tied to
what appeared to be a table top, in what appeared to be a dank, dark
dungeon.
"Picard!"
He looked over. Felix and Sheba were strapped to similar tables.
"Oh, hello," he said, still confused. "Where are we?"
"The Chamber of Ultimate Torture," Sheba said. "Don't worry
though, neither of us have been tortured yet."
"Oh...good."
***********
The room had been searched, and still no sign of Picard could be
found.
"We'll just have to go on without him, I guess," Isaac turned to
the door, his friends gathered into a tight huddle behind him.
"Are you sure?" Garet asked. "I mean, knowing this place, it's
probably the creaky door of doom or something."
"We'll just have to take that chance," Isaac said, braver than he
felt. He led the way slowly to the door, pushed it the rest of the way
open, and held his candle over his head.
It was a spiral stair case, heading down into the depths of the
earth.
"We should have just gone up those stairs at the very begining,"
Alex muttered.
Aren't they odd.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Yes, they are"::
So, yeah, there is a purpose to this plot and a plot to this purpose.
It's just that neither has actually shown up yet.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Yup yup yup!"::
Alright, I'm gonna call it a night. As usual, you read it, you review
it.
Isaac: ::holds up a sign that says "Kinda like...you deny it-" holds up
another sign "-you supply it?"::
Not exactly, but I think they get the general idea.