Into The Darkness

4

Wine or Blood

THE SMELL OF WINE POURD OUT OF THE DOOR.

This was certainly where I needed to go. Still low on fuel, I had to only light one torch on the wall. It was not a excruciating amount of light, but enough to supply some security. The walls were lined with large barrels, probably containing wine. I looked down at the tap of one of the large barrels and a red liquid was dripping from it. It looked a little, to me, too thick to be wine however.

What came next put me in a state of panic. Unrecognizable voices repeated in my head. By the sound of it, it was laughter of drunk men.

"Are you sure we will be alright Charles? We have no food or water."

That one, possibly not as drunk. In fact that voice sounded concerned.

"Aahha screw it Noal! Richard has left us with enough wine to last us a life time! Hahaa, or at least until tomorrow!"

The voices in my head continued, though mostly drunken laughter, it still frightened me. The noise ceased when I turned my attention to a small table that was propped up next to the barrel. On it was a box, which was full of lighters, twenty perhaps, and another note.

Knowing that you/I would want light and security, I have taken the library of supplying us with more lighters. I have scraped as much information out of Professor Richard as I could before writing this. You maybe asking who is this Richard but his identity can wait, for I have discovered what has been trailing us besides the Darkness.

I heard a scuffle in the corner. I turned my head quickly to see what it was, then, seeing it was nothing, I continued reading.

Years ago, the master of the castle had a very large group of servants who he was paying a very large sum of money to have them work for him. But one day when the servants demanded a raise, he became furious. He worked up a poison and put it into his entire wine supply. Then, he commanded his servants to stay in the wine cellar until all the rats were caught. He told them that they could have all the wine they wanted to supply them as they worked. Then he shut the door and locked it. Knowing that they would go right to the wine, he watched trough a small hole in the floor.

Then the voices echoed in my mind again.

"Eh…Ahhh! What is happening to me!"

The laughter turned into screams of pain.

"Ahhh! Richard! Richard you piece of shit! Let us ou…GHAAAAAA!"

The screams became louder and something possessed me to keep reading.

The poison in the wine caused immense pain in the jaw, causing it to deteriorate. Another effect was that the poison seeped into the brain and deteriorated it as well, turning the greedy servants into mindless slaves. It is said that they still lurk in the dark to this day, so don't let a single torch go unlighted. This is for our own safety and…hers…

Miles Prower

I heard a growl come from the shadows. I did what anyone would have done, I hid behind the barrel hoping whatever that was out there would not see me. After a few moments, peeked around the side and in an instant, I wished I didn't.

In the light of the torch stood a pale beast with one small skinny left arm and a very deformed, iron, right claw. Its mouth was gaping open and its lower jaw, which was longer than half its torso, hung over its shoulder. Its eyes were of that of a reptile. Dark, cold, and lifeless. Not noticing that I was still staring at it, it looked over and stared me in the eyes. Then, I remembered what the last line was on the note.

P.S.

Don't look them in the eye.

I wished she were hear with me…