By Mercedes
The dim lights that were on in the barrack went down low. The air got cool and there was an eerie feeling. The heroes were all bunched together in the corner. There was a sort of apparition that appeared before them. It appeared to be a girl, dressed in an old fashioned dress, with her head bent down. She was see through, barely, and had a white-gray sheen.
"Liesl?" Hogan's voice was slow and shaky.
The thing before them rose its head. Piercing blue eyes met the heroes eyes. The rest of her was in grayish shades. With every passing second this thing materialized more and more. This happened until she was what seemed like a normal person. Then Carter noticed something.
"Uh Colonel, I don't think that we're in Stalag 13 anymore."
Hogan took his eyes away from the now materialized girl and looked around. There weren't any bunks and this defiantly wasn't their barrack. In fact, it wasn't a barrack at all-it was a barn.
"You've read my diary." The girls voice was slow and sleek.
"Yes, we did, you must be Liesl." Hogan was mystified at the whole ordeal and couldn't exactly think straight.
"Yes. I am Liesl. Welcome to my world. I am in this purgatory. It never ends. Would you like to see how I could have died?"
Before anyone could object, the shock was driving in on them, they were somehow in the loft of the barn. There was an axe poised on a box and a string attached to it.
"That failed, but this worked." All of a sudden the noose that was hanging from the middle of the loft was in her hand. The little girl fingered it gently. "This is my choice, but you will suffer for it and be in my purgatory. Just because you invaded something I wrote."
She slipped the rope around her neck and looked at the heroes. She stepped to the edge of the loft and looked them straight in the eye. She fell backwards, purposely. She managed to say something to them before she was strangled into her death. "Only one person can you now, and that would be by saving me." All the heroes, and Schultz blacked out.
The dim lights that were on in the barrack went down low. The air got cool and there was an eerie feeling. The heroes were all bunched together in the corner. There was a sort of apparition that appeared before them. It appeared to be a girl, dressed in an old fashioned dress, with her head bent down. She was see through, barely, and had a white-gray sheen.
"Liesl?" Hogan's voice was slow and shaky.
The thing before them rose its head. Piercing blue eyes met the heroes eyes. The rest of her was in grayish shades. With every passing second this thing materialized more and more. This happened until she was what seemed like a normal person. Then Carter noticed something.
"Uh Colonel, I don't think that we're in Stalag 13 anymore."
Hogan took his eyes away from the now materialized girl and looked around. There weren't any bunks and this defiantly wasn't their barrack. In fact, it wasn't a barrack at all-it was a barn.
"You've read my diary." The girls voice was slow and sleek.
"Yes, we did, you must be Liesl." Hogan was mystified at the whole ordeal and couldn't exactly think straight.
"Yes. I am Liesl. Welcome to my world. I am in this purgatory. It never ends. Would you like to see how I could have died?"
Before anyone could object, the shock was driving in on them, they were somehow in the loft of the barn. There was an axe poised on a box and a string attached to it.
"That failed, but this worked." All of a sudden the noose that was hanging from the middle of the loft was in her hand. The little girl fingered it gently. "This is my choice, but you will suffer for it and be in my purgatory. Just because you invaded something I wrote."
She slipped the rope around her neck and looked at the heroes. She stepped to the edge of the loft and looked them straight in the eye. She fell backwards, purposely. She managed to say something to them before she was strangled into her death. "Only one person can you now, and that would be by saving me." All the heroes, and Schultz blacked out.
