 The rusty metal door swings open. Your eyes must grow accustomed to the darkness but you hear low moans and another clinking type noise...CHAINS.
Just as your eyes are able to focus on the image you hear a raspy voice. "Open the door, the key is right over there. Open the door and let us out." Outside this horrible dungeon you hear heavy footsteps. You decide to leave this room and continue down the pit. No doubt a wise decision. Copyright © 1998-2005 M. Buck All Rights Reserved FRIGHTBYTES.COM - Home |