We climbed the stair case which divided into two wings, one east one west, my family chose the east, my friends and I chose the west. We walked up a long twisting stair case; we reached the top floor of the top tower. It was nothing like the castle below, it was dark, gloomy, with stuffed animals on the walls. It was dusty dirty, cob webs were on the walls, the paintings were of images of death, suffering and images of torture, hell and punishment. I didn’t like this area at all it smelt like dry rot, nothing like the entrance which smelt like jasmine and felt warm and cosy. Up in this tower it was cold and dark.
We entered our rooms to get ready for dinner downstairs. I entered my room. It was warm cosy, smelt like jasmine, bright beautiful and was themed the same way as the entrance, clouds happiness, angels, cherubs and winged horses, very different to the corridor outside. I jumped onto my bed with the silk sheets it felt so soft I nearly fell asleep. I was soaking wet and I had changed quickly. I left my room and decided to wait for Jean and Shorty. It was strange, very strange, impossible, was I going mad? The corridor was clean warm, bright; the discussing pictures were now happy and heavenly. The stuffed animals were replaced with statues of angels and cherubs. I stood there transfixed, by the strangeness of the goings on. I didn’t know what to do.
Jean and Shorty came out of their rooms and were shocked as me.
“What is going on” said Jean
“I’m confused” said Shorty
“I don’t know Guys, but I though I was going mad, or something” I replied “Did you see the painting on the ceiling? Did you see the wizard in black on it?”
“No. I was laughing to much at you jumping.” laughed Shorty
“Yeah, me to but, it was rather odd, you know, the door closing like that.” said Jean
“Something very strange is going on here, guys. I don’t like it. Oh, let’s go to dinner.” I replied to them both.
We waited at the hall we entered by. It was exactly as I saw it last except the lights were now on throughout the castle. We waited because we didn’t know our wait to the dinning room. We sat in a group of chairs by the stairs which were made of silk and were incredibly comfortable. It was about half an hour till my parents and my grandmother came down from their floor. It looked as though my grandmother was rather ill. She had a problem walking, she was rather pale. She struggled to get down the stairs, so my father had to help her down. My father, who had been exploring while we were upstairs, showed us to the dinning room, while he and my mother made dinner. They made, steak, salad and chips, it was delicious. This was different because my mothers’ cooking was usually terrible.
After Our main meal we had ice cream for desert.
“Wine, Mam” asked my farther to my grandmother.
“Oh! Just a little.” He poured a huge glass of wine for her and put it in her hand. She drank the whole glass in a few gulps.
After dinner, we stayed at the table. We sat there joking and laughing and enjoying ourselves. I tuned and saw my grandmother. She looked rather flushed. She was staring at an empty bowl of ice cream and looked as though she was trying to hold her breath.
“Oooh!!” She screamed in relief she then fell to the floor, from her chair.
“Mam!” screamed my Mother “What’s the matter, Mam? What’s happened? Are you ok?”
My Grandmother screamed in pain.
“Everyone leave. Don’t come back.” She Screamed “You’ll d…” She broke off and stood up. Her expression was different, lifeless. She just stood there and stared. Then suddenly, a huge explosion rang through the room
There was nothing to be seen but smoke. The smoke cleared I could see blood in front of my eyes, on my hands. I could taste it in my mouth. I looked round I saw my mother, father, Jean and Shorty, but no Grandmother. My Grandmother was on the walls, on my face, on my hands, in my mouth, on the floor, on everything in the room. My Grandmother had exploded!
“Ahh!!” My mother screamed in horror. She cried. She held the only solid part of my Grandmother left, her finger. My mother sobbed over it. Everyone else stood in the room transfixed.
What caused this disaster? Why did she EXPLODE? Did it have something to do with her falling earlier? Was it just her time? But it was not usual for people to internally Combust, was it? I had never heard of it before. Did it have something to do with the strange goings on in that house? All I could do is stand and stare at my mother crying over her dead mother’s finger.
After an hour or two my mother stopped crying.
“We must leave, now!” she ordered “She told us to before she died. There is defiantly something wrong with this house.”
We packed all our things and waited in the main hall, all the lights were now off.
I blinked then all the beautiful pictures, images themes had disappeared and were replaced with hideous horrible, things, like stuffed animals. It was dark and cold. I ran for the door. It was locked, there was no way out. The windows were now boarded up. There was no escape. Suddenly there was a river of blood sweeping down the stairs filling the room with blood and there was a cackling laugh.
“Mwahahahahahahah! You shall never leave! This is your home for eternity! You are to stay with your family!” laughed a devilish voice.
Then suddenly the wizard in black came down from the ceiling and came into solid form on the floor. The wizard vanished in a ball of fire then a handsome man appeared in a black suit. He looked smart and sophisticated.
“Welcome to Castell Angau also known as Death Castle, and known to many as La Porte de l'Enfer.
Well I’m sure you know my daughter” Suddenly my Grandmother appeared. I was shocked. He was way too young to be the father of my Grandmother. How was she still alive? She was smiling. Then she suddenly turned very young and beautiful, in a fast explosion.
“Well how is this possible, I hear you ask!” said the man “Well for that, we have to go back a long time ago. All of you know me, everyone knows me. I am the prince, the father, the snake, I have many names.”
“You’re The Devil?” shouted my mother
“Oh, Please. That’s so impersonal” He replied “You can call me Grandpa.
Now the reason you’re all here is because you are needed to help the family reach its goal. I want to give the idiot above a little run for his money. I want a child.”
“You mean l'Antichriste? The Antichrist?” said my farther
“Bingo!” said The Devil “With a child. I will have a human on earth with great power, maybe Prime-minister or President. It doesn’t matter, now what does matters is how is this going to be possible? Well I want you all to live here with dear Grandpa to help me conceive my goal and destroy the powers that be. But I can’t force you, No not with ‘The Guy Upstairs’ giving you the gift of freewill. The one thing you had from the moment Eve ate that apple. It’s a pain, but if you don’t do it I will send you to “Neverland”. I cannot force you to help me but I can influence your opinions. So you have a choice you can even stay here or go to the lovely, fiery, pits bellow. Perhaps a taster will help you decide. Mammy……”
In a blast of fire my mother disappeared. A second later she suddenly she reappeared. She was shaking and screaming, her clothes were scorched and there were scars all over her body.
“Now Mam, tell how long were you down there?” he asked my shivering mother
“Ages, you….you…Oh the torment, I never want to go back?” She screamed
“Now people as you can tell she never wants to go back again. So now’s the time to make your mind up. What will it be folks?” He asked
“I’m in” said my mother “I never want to go back”
“Me too” said my father
“Very good, the family is getting stronger, who else?” Asked The Devil
“Me” said Shorty
“I am not joining you, you evil cow” I shouted “Either way you will all rot in Hell all of you, Lets go jean, he isn’t going to put us in Hell he has not got the power, he is nothing but an illusionist.”
“No!” Shouted Jean “I don’t want to go to that horrible place”
“Well, there’s a good girl. Come to Pa.” Shouted The Devil
Jean joined the rest of the family. I stood there ready to run before he could cast me to Hell.
“Right then, Dameon. I’ll make a deal with you. You either join or all of your friends and family or you and them will go to Hell. It’s your choice.”
“No! I will not.” I shouted
“Ok, then lets go.” said The Devil
The Devil clicked his fingers and I could feel a large surge of pleasure go through my body, my heart fluttered, it felt wonderful, the best feeling ever. It went on for several minuets then it stopped. As it stopped I saw that everyone else was in pain, screaming, just like my Grandmother. They all stood up, and stared lifelessly. They suddenly exploded. Blood ran all over the walls. I could taste it I could smell it. The Devil looked shocked.
“Why didn’t you go? Why are you still here?” he screamed.
“Because I am protecting, him!” said a voice that rumbled the whole castle.
“Oh! Crap, He’s here.” said The Devil in fear, and he disappeared.
“You are to never talk of this again said the voice, you are to live with the angel.” Said the voice
“Who are you?” I asked
“I am God” said the voice “Now you must leave.”
In a blink of an eye I was in a home, with an angel who would look after me forever, I was to live young forever and never to leave.
“Did any of my family survive?” I asked the angel.
She gave him a gentle little smile.
“No my dear,” she said “Only you.”
