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The Castle Alvin stood perplexed, observing the tremendous castle that occupied the marshland in front of him. He examined the castle before glancing down to a picture held in his hand. The rock pile, prior to his position, had no resemblance to the masterpiece he was holding. The photograph showed an amiable alcazar with stained glass windows, a well kept rose garden and a pathway leading up to a solid oak door with a bronze door knocker. The castle, on the other hand, had every one of its windows smashed, a surrounding swamp, and not a rose in sight. Cautiously, anxiously, Alvin took slow steps towards the towering castle. He took a deep breath and blew the door handle free of cobwebs. Entering the building, Alvin sighed as his hopes had been helplessly crushed at the sight of the decaying castle. He stopped abruptly. He glared upwards at the elevated ceiling veiled in cobwebs. The castle had a distinct smell of rotting flesh, a sweet, yet repugnant odour that clung onto the inside of your nostrils and wouldn't let go. It hung heavily in the atmosphere. With his greatest attempt to ignore the smell, Alvin explored the castle. He inspected hundreds of rooms and each one had been identical to the last, except for the last room. ...read more.


It was only a few moments later that I realised that I was crying. I finally gathered my self together and wiped the tears off my cheek. I slowly rose to my feet. I couldn't think, I was confused, anxious, fearful, paranoid and tired. I noticed that disgustingly sweet smell again, but it was stronger and more grotesque than ever. I took a detour through the 7th floor, where the stench was at its most powerful. I reluctantly opened one of the many doors. I trembled as I caught sight of horrifically disembodied corpses that filled the room. Instead of running away, I entered the room. I wanted to run away, I just couldn't. It was impossible to even think about identifying the tortured victims. They no longer had faces, except for one of the lifeless bodies lying on the cold hard floor. They looked as if they had been here for a very long time, years. Who could have done this? Why would have anyone done this? My mind wanted to run as far away as my body could take me, but I remained as still as a lamp post. I fell to my knees. I was distraught. Why didn't I attempt to get as far away as my body could take me? Maybe I didn't want to. ...read more.


I swung my arms back to grab whatever it was that was doing this to me. I couldn't feel anything. Was it just my imagination? It was too draining and painful to be my imagination. I was dragged to my feet by my hair. The Room Alvin let out a cry. "Pa..." "There's no point in wasting your breath on her" laughed the pessimistic voice "That one has been there for nine years at least." Alvin took the weight off of his feet and fell to the floor in order to get away from the beast. He crawled down the stone steps of the castle into a random room on the 6th floor He knelt down. Catching his breath, he thought of Paige. He let out a cry of despair, not knowing he would soon regret it. The creature burst through the window and leaped on top of Alvin. The creature had started feasting on him. Alvin let out a painful scream. He fell to the floor lifeless. He was dragged up, once again. The creature pulled back his chin, ready to slit his throat. Alvin opened his eyes. In a desperate attempt to be free and avenge the death of his late wife, he reached shook his arm to obtain a long, sharp knife and thrusted it through himself and into the heart of the creature behind him. This way Alvin could be with his beloved Paige, and the creature of the night could never feast on another innocent soul. ...read more.

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