Stairway to HELL
"There's a lady who's sure, all that glitters is gold, and she's buying a stairway to heaven", Vinny sung under his breath. The other boys turned to face him.
"Tom give him a slap" Michael muttered. Tom obliged, cuffing Vinny round the ear. Dc giggled.
"Give Dc a slap too", Michael laughed as Dc was also sent sprawling from a cuff round the ear and started down the staircase ignoring the surprised looks he received from his friends. "Don't you want to find out what's down there? Just because the stairs are damp with an ominous feeling of doom doesn't mean I'm not going to explore them, you guys coming?"
"Yes" they chorused and set off. Michael was right; the stairs did have an ominous sense of doom. They were damp and dimly lit, as if they had been hewn straight from the rock. It looked centuries old.
"This place must be Centuries old" Vinny muttered, then flinched to avoid another smack from Tom, which didn't come. Tom was inspecting a high tech looking panel in the wall ahead.
"This look centuries old to you?"
Nobody answered. Another door was in front of them, this one gigantic, easily 30ft across and 20ft high. It appeared to open with the same key as when the key was inserted in the door it slid slowly open. The room behind them looked like something out of a science fiction movie. In front of them were rows and rows of human sized vats, filled with formaldehyde and a body. A human body. The bodies of at least 500 children lay in front of them. What chilled them to the very bones was that they recognised some of the children. One in particular stood out above the rest. On a pedestal in a clear space stood the vat that held the most infamous participant of all the Battle Royals that have ever taken place.
Kazuo Kiriyama.
They all took a step back. Dc knocked a button on a control panel and the tanks were filled with a horrific churning sound. The chemicals within them emptied. The bodies slowly returned to life. They still retained a green tinge. All except Kiriyama, who remained as pale as death. And to those who don't know him, that is a very fitting description indeed.
His eyes opened and he flashed them a toothy grin.
"Hello children. How would you like to die?"