The grammar in this empty might be very bad grammar wise xD and it became longer than expected but I guess that entries from now on will be around this long ^^
Entry #13
The two guards looked at the door. They did not want to open it but knew they had to do it sooner or later, preferable sooner than later. The boss' closet man was known for his methods of getting what he wished for fast.
It was a light gray door. A simple door with a single hatch at the bottom big enough for a plate. Every day, three times at the same time they put a plate with food on the other side. A few hours later they could retrieve the empty place from the same place where they had placed it.
The two men had never seen what was within the room. They were not allowed to and did not wish to know. They had heard the screams and laughs. The madness spreading from that room was the scariest they had ever been closed to. And they had no wish to get any closer than keeping that very madness on the other side of the door.
Today, that wish had been broken by a single order from their boss.
"Get the person inside the room, and make sure the chains stays in place."
A single sentence, a single horrible sentence. They knew they had to do it but now standing there they feared what would be found when they opened the door.
"You open it," the man to the left said.
"You do it, I'll hold the light," the other man answered.
"I can hold it, you have the keys," the first man said and pointed at the hip of the other man.
"Ohh, here..." he removed the keys and handed it to his colleague. "Take them and open the door."
"No, I won't do it. You do it!" he backed away from the door and the keys.
The man with the keys stared at him and sighed. "Ok, I'll do it, but only if you are right behind me!"
Nodding in agreement the other man stood close while the door was opened.
They stared not sure they really saw the scene in front of them.
"Oh my god...." the man who had unlocked the door whispered.
"John, did... how? is this even possible?!"
The room was destroyed, blood stains everywhere, the walls was ripped to shreds and in the middle, chained to the floor, sat a girl.
The mad smile, her eyes unable to focus, her bloodstained clothes and messy hair made the two men hesitate in the door before they slowly walked in looking around. And the first meaningless carvings soon became a message before their eyes. It was letters. All over the walls she had carved letters, words, and as they read it they became more and more terrified.
---Game
-------------play
------don't
----------------blood
------never
-----------kill
--------------game
----game
---------game
Let the game begin
It was carved all over the falls, the same words over and over. And the girl was humming to herself with an empty look in her eyes. She had done this and it was a frightening sight for two men who had thought their job as guards would be just that, guarding. Now they had been put in charge of a mad girl who clearly was nothing like they had ever seen before.
"O.. ok, let's do this. Keep the chains on and bring her to the boss, that's all, right?" John asked.
"Yep, that's all... Let's lock her hands behind her back... You know, just to be sure..." the other man whispered.
They started to unfasten the chains from the floor and as they carefully moved closer to the girl they prepared for the worst. But nothing happened. She sat there, humming, letting them do their work. Before changing their minds they locked her hands and relaxed slightly.
"Now, stand up and walk girl," John said and patted her shoulder lightly. She did not respond.
"Stand up!" it was the other one this time and he pushed her back lightly.
"Do... DON'T TOUCH ME!" her scream was loud and hurt their ears. Still holding their ears they looked at each other and pulled lightly in the chains making her stand up.
"Now to the boss," John muttered with a strange feeling lingering in the back of his mind.
