Chapter One: The Beginning
This isn't your average story. It's a little crazy, sticky, and possibly confusing. I guess I should tell
you now if you don't like cute little stories about candy you probably shouldn't read this. Unless, you
are very curious like I am.
You see I am a journalist, in Florida. One of the hottest places in the world. Well, at least I think
so. I heard about this crazy little town that was made of nothing but candy. All different types of
candy that were alive. It is just way to hot here for chocolate to stay alive. At least, I thought so.
The man who told me about this place gave me a map and told me where to go. "Go to the center
of town. You will see this building that has a statue of a man on a horse in the court yard in the front
of the building. Pull the bit out of the horses mouth. The statue will move and a chamber will be
revealed but you will have to do this in the dead of night so that noone will see you. If someone sees
you the secret will be revealed and the chocolate town will cease to exist."
As I walked home that night I thought about the mans story. I just thought the old man was crazy.
Why me? Out of all the people in the cafe why tell me? If this place was really should I really go
there?Will they attack me? Eat me? I just don't know!
When I got home I decided to go to bed. It was really late but I just couldn't sleep. I kept thinking
about the old mans story. It was 12:32 am. I decided to do some detective work. Some really
journalist work. I jumped out of bed and got my sleuth clothes out of the closet. Which consists of
black jeans, black t-shirt, and black gloves. I also packed a duffle bag with some extra change of
clothes, just in case this place really exsisted.
It took me a while to find the place the old man was talking about. The map must ahve been made
along time ago because there were new buildings and not as many tree as there were on the map.
Although, the statue was still there. The man on the horse. It was a wonderful statue made of what
looked like marble. The horses eyes seemed like they were looking deep into my soul.
Ireached up and grabbed a hold of the bit in the horses mouth. I withdrew my hand back as quickly
as I could. The statue was cold as ice. As if it were in the dead of winter and the statue had been
frozen over but the air was hot. I was sweating in the black clothes that I was wearing. For the
statue to se that cold was impossible!
I could feel my hands shaking. I reached up with both hand and took hold of the bit again and
pulled as hard as I could. As the bit came flying out of the horses mouth cold air came blowing out.
It was cold against my face as it blew my hair back. The statue slid back and revealed a set of
stairs that went down into the ground. I couldn't believe it, the old man was right!
You see I am not one for scary stories or places but this was one of the most intriguing. I couldn't
make up my mind whether to go down the stairs or to turn and run as fast as I could.
Trembling, I started down the old stone flight of stairs. I felt along the wall as I went down. There
were spider webs all along the wall. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I heard a loud scraping
noise. I turned to find the statue moving back into place. There was no turning back. I felt along the
wall to find a light switch. I found a switch at the bottom of the stairs but when I flipped it on nothing
happened.
"Come on! Come on," I screamed as I flipped the switch on and off a few more times. Finally, the
lights came on after the fifth time.
This place was amazing! There were stone carvings all over the wall. There was a tall stone door in
front of me with a carving of a horse on it. I walked slowly towards the door.