Celwriter: I considered updating some of my other stories since I haven't
updated them sine may, but I knew you readers would hate me if I waited
several weeks to finish the climax, so here it is.
Chapter 5
John couldn't do anything. He just sat there, watching the screen as Mort decided his fate, just as Tom and the others could only watch as John had decided theirs. There was a short pause where Mort had to think and John Shooter was more scared than he had ever been in his life. He even felt a little wet in the lower area. Finally, it seemed that Mort had made up his mind. John's muscles tensed as Mort pressed the keys on his laptop. John relaxed, he went free. He turned to his room to sleep, when he saw the words disappearing; Mort had changed his mind. John watched in horror as he saw the word come together. The hero had hunted John down and killed him, for he had so loved Rachel that he was compelled to avenge her death. John felt a tightness grip his chest. He saw Rachel's laughing face as he was suffocating. He was dying and it scared him. Although all ideas must one day die, he had been so scared that he wouldn't let Mort kill him and had tied up Mort imagination and twisted his thoughts so he could live. But his plan had failed and now that the air was being taken from his love, he screamed in utter horror. In the corner sat the handsome man. What was happening to his captor he did not know, but as John was squeezed into nothingness, he felt his bonds loosen and his strength return. He sat on the couch and reclaimed his rightful place as Mort's inspiration.
The End
Chapter 5
John couldn't do anything. He just sat there, watching the screen as Mort decided his fate, just as Tom and the others could only watch as John had decided theirs. There was a short pause where Mort had to think and John Shooter was more scared than he had ever been in his life. He even felt a little wet in the lower area. Finally, it seemed that Mort had made up his mind. John's muscles tensed as Mort pressed the keys on his laptop. John relaxed, he went free. He turned to his room to sleep, when he saw the words disappearing; Mort had changed his mind. John watched in horror as he saw the word come together. The hero had hunted John down and killed him, for he had so loved Rachel that he was compelled to avenge her death. John felt a tightness grip his chest. He saw Rachel's laughing face as he was suffocating. He was dying and it scared him. Although all ideas must one day die, he had been so scared that he wouldn't let Mort kill him and had tied up Mort imagination and twisted his thoughts so he could live. But his plan had failed and now that the air was being taken from his love, he screamed in utter horror. In the corner sat the handsome man. What was happening to his captor he did not know, but as John was squeezed into nothingness, he felt his bonds loosen and his strength return. He sat on the couch and reclaimed his rightful place as Mort's inspiration.
The End