Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Ending to the story

After I got away from the huge pendulum, I noticed that that the room had dead bodies pressed up againt the cold, dreary walls.  I just stood there wating to find what else the spanish had in tale for me.  Just a few seconds later I heard a loud shocking sound, it sounded like a human being.  I started running as fast as I could back to the sound, to try to save this human being from being rat food like I was supposed to be.  But then i thought maybe this could of been another trap of theirs to try to get me back to where I started.  But then all of a sudden a person in a huge black coat and a painted white mask jumped out in frount of me and tackeled me down, as if I were in a boxing ring.  The man took me to a blue room that had a litttle ebony light and a clock.  He was talking in what seemed like a different language.  I tried to understand what he was saying but I just couldnt put anything out.  He started whipping me with his chains and her tied me up to to the stairs, and the last thing i felt was a huge gash on my stomach and that's when I knew that the end has come, a slow dreadful death.

2 comments:

  1. I liked how you brought in elements of the other stories and things the reader will most likely know about! Your adjective use like "the cold, dreary walls" really made your story very interesting.

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  2. This made me giggle. I liked what the story had "in tale" for you. Nice pic!

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