As I Swam Towards The Door - The Cellar Journey Part 5

As I Swam Towards The Door - The Cellar Journey Part 5

This is part 5 of The Cellar Journey, a multi-part fictional story. Click here to view all parts of the Cellar Journey.

As I swam towards the door, I noticed a small knapsack on the floor. I grabbed it thinking it would be great to hold my stuff. As I placed my things in to it, I looked around. Next to the knapsack was a mirror. As I gazed into it I saw myself, or at least an altered version of myself. I was still wearing my colorful clothes and my blue eyes stood out, but there was something different about how I looked. The change was slight and hard to specifically identify. Whatever bit me was slowly causing me to change.

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The Cellar Journey Part 4

The Water Had Risen - The Cellar Journey Part 4

This is part 4 of The cellar journey, a multi-part fictional story. Click here to view all parts of the Cellar Journey.


The water had risen to the point where I was forced to tread water. My muscles ached. 
 
"I don't know how much longer I can take this," I thought to myself.
 
There were  2 feet of space remaining and only a few minutes before the room was completely full. It seemed drowning was going to be my fate, at least if this creature didn't kill me on the way. And then I saw it again, the creature swam by continuing to circle me. It was sleek in nature with exposed and menacing teeth. This was a creature designed to kill.

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The Cellar Journey Part 3

I Decided To Hold Onto The Last Book - The Cellar Journey Part 3

This is part 3 of The cellar journey, a multi-part fictional story. Click here to view all parts of the Cellar Journey.


I decided to hold onto the last book I read. Something about it was comforting to have it in my possession.

Scanning the room, I quickly realized the room was round. The bookshelf wrapped around the left side of the room to a door straight ahead. On the right side of the door was a wall with writing all over. Phrases, which mostly seemed to revolve around the word why, streamed across the wall in different sizes and colors. 

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The Cellar Journey Part 1

Dirt Was Raining On Me - The Cellar Journey Part 1

This is part 1 of The cellar journey, a multi-part fictional story. Click here to view all parts of the Cellar Journey.


Dirt was raining on me. I could hardly tell, there was so much blood I could only see red and it was out of my left eye because my right eye was swollen shut. I couldn't feel anything. I had been beaten so badly my body was numb. I felt dead, or at least as close as you possibly can get to being dead. The dirt continued to rain down. From the best I could tell, I was being buried alive. I had been Beaten til I was almost dead and then buried.

"Just kill me now." I thought to myself.

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