"For hundred years ago, three men who travelled along the great rivers of the north came across the ruins of an ancient village on a hill side whilst they were travelling along the coast of the Jungle of Quevatamara (Que-vet-a-tam-ar-ra). The 3 took great interest into the village and decided to explore the ruins.
To their suprise, the three men found a substanualy large amount of spider webs in the ruins of the houses, all lined with a strange, unknown substance. They created theories on why this was, but non were ever entirely accurate.
It was until one day when one of the houses that looked down on the mountainside was explored and, to the men's suprise, an old trap door was found underneath a table. The three men were surprised to find underneath the trap door was the entrance to secret underground civillisation where skeletons of the dead were found. They didn't look immensly old, which proved that people had been around this place sometime in the last 100 years."
The next parts weren't very interesting. They were all about how the three men recreated society in the Village they named Cliffton, hence it being close to many cliffes. I was thinking of putting the book down, when suddenly, something at the end of the book caught my attension:
"Peace had reighned in Cliffton for at least fifty years, until one eventful day, on the 12th May 2024 drove the towns people to their underground lives again.
Two teenage boys were travelling out hunting in the forest at bottom of the mountain, when suddenly, one of thw boy's feet got caught in what looked like a net of sticky string. He tried to pull it free, but it was no good. The two boy paniced and called for help, but little did they know that that was they're worst mistake.
All the calling and shouting attracted the spider that originally left the web that the boy's foot got caught in."
"Oh Notch, spiders," I thought. If there's one thing I hate, it's Spiders. Those gargantuan, disgusting, 8 legged beasts that do nothing but poison and eat you alive. I remember first seeing one. Oh nether, it was awful. The horrible creature was sitting on its own in the woods, gorging itself with the flesh of a cow. There was blood everywhere, on the cow flesh, around the spider's mouths. Eww, thinking about it makes me sick.
Nervously I continued reading:
"The Spider climbed up a tree behind the two boys. It waited until it's prey had tired from trying to get free and pounced.
There was blood, there was gore, only one of the boys got out alive. He ran scared back up the mountain, the Spider hot on his tail.
The boy had soon made it back to the town, unfortunately, he brought the Spider with him.
Lond story short, the Spider's attack led to the reason the residents of Cliffton are living underground to this date. They can't return to the surface unless they want to be eaten alive by the tribe of Spiders that have made they're home in the Village, like they'd done when the three men found the Village four hundread years ago."
And that was the end of the book.
"Wow, that was grim," I thought to myself.
I put the book on the table next to the Sofa and, without noticing, fell asleep.
Look guys, I'm SO sorry I haven't uploaded new chapters in such a long time. I don't why, but I just didn't get around to typing up the new entries. I'm sorry, but I'm back now!
Honestly, this chapter was a bit boring to write. But it's out now! Yays!