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The thought of running past whatever is at the door across the room is too much for you. You decide to slowly creep back to the doorway you entered this room. You just came from there and it was safe. You exit the bedroom. You feel the hairs stand up on the back of your neck. You smell the monsters first....blood and rotting flesh. You hope the end will be quick and it is. They place a hood on your head and drag you to a courtyard. All the monsters are assembled here and you are being taken to a large apparatus. What is is? You keep hearing something that reminds you of apples... This isn't good. It's a slicer, but not for apples. It's a Guillotine! The last thing you hear are the cheers from the demons as the blade separates you from your head. Your head will make an excellent bookend for the library. † Do you have any aspirin? I have a splitting headache. I'll face the thing at the other doorway if you don't mind!! Copyright © 1998-2009 M. Buck All Rights Reserved FRIGHTBYTES.COM (home)