Wednesday, January 29, 2014


     David began pushing them both forward. “Hurry and cross through the water to the other side! Be very careful of the sharp saws!”
     Louise looked up and noticed that the cages and saws were once again hanging above the water. They had to dodge the same treacherous cages and swinging saws that had just tormented Edward and Tom and had almost cost Tom’s life—that is, if they were both still alive somewhere.
     Finally, they reached the steep steps on the opposite side. In front of them stood a solid wall, extending all the way up to the endlessly high ceiling. Built into this wall were three closed doors—not the metal door that Edward and Tom had passed through—but tall wooden doors reaching high up into the darkness above. There was no other way out. hey had to step through one of these doorways. The other alternative was too ghastly to even consider; no way were they going back through the sharp saws and cages that hung suspended over the dark pool of water.
     David cautioned, “Be very careful. Don’t believe everything that you see: we don’t know what is real and what isn’t.”
    “I don’t know if I can continue with this charade any longer. This house is pure evil and intends to destroy us all,” lamented Louise.
     David whispered to her, “Don’t worry, just stay focused. We’ll find a way out of this hellhole.”

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