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For this chapter I thank Most retarded wolf in the pack, since she reminded me of the Desert Temples. Thanks!
Way to Die #36: Pressure Plate Problems
The adventurer smiled. He had finally found a village in the desert, and next to it lay a desert temple, of all things. After making his home near the village, he grabbed his gear to investigate the hot temple.
He walked in, and moaned in a bit of pleasure. The heat from the outside desert scorched his skin, and inside it was nice and cool. He reveled in the low temperature for a while longer and placed torches all around.
In the center, disappointingly, was the only apparent treasure. A single piece of blue wool decorated the center flooring.
He sighed, and went to grab the wool. He snatched it from the floor, and gasped.
Under the floor was a pit. It was conceivably a death fall for the weak, or a simple trap for the rest. He smirked, content in thinking himself to be in the latter.
He took out a pick and mined around the pit. Inside, he found chests in the walls. He smiled and walked through the center for the biggest chest. Click.
He paled and looked down at his feet. A pressure plate activated, and a hissing noise began.
Outside, the doctor whistled as a massive explosion wracked the beautiful desert. "The TNT was powerful enough to demolish the temple. You can guess what it did to that poor man's body. But I'll tell you anyways, in detail."
He cleared his throat, which was scratchy and dry from the sand. "If we take it slow, as it felt to him, we can see what terrible things happened. As the TNT exploded, the floor turned to shrapnel. His legs were broken from the shock wave and torn up from the pieces of sandstone."
"After that, even the chests' contents were dangerous projectiles. No doubt a diamond entered his skull. But the sheer amount of explosives removed any evidence of his body. So he died swiftly but in excruciating pain."
He dusted himself off, and went back to the village for a drink of water.
Why does the same doctor keep conveniently being at the scene of death? Who knows (besides me). Review if you liked it or found errors. Read my other stories if you got the time.
Until next time, this was Hunter.