User blog:Shfan135/SH:JART p11

PART ELEVEN: EMPTY ROOM WITH A HOLE?

"Uh, Jason, there isn't anybody here."

"Where the hell is Stanley..."

"I don't know."

Dan sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. A hole...a hole was in the room.

"Jason? Why is there a hole here?"

"No idea, but maybe if we jump down we will find Stanley..."

"It's worth a shot."

The hole wasn't that deep. Maybe 7, 8 feet deep. "It must lead to the basement," Said Dan, "Stanley must have jumped down into it." Dan hopped down, landing hard. "All clear!" Dan yelled up to Jason, "Come on down!" Jason followed, also landing hard on his back.

The floor was wet and damp. "Best basment ever." Mumbled Dan under his breath as he was wiping off his pants and shirt, "Now my shirt is wet."

"Dan, ya' got a lighter or somethin'?"

"Yeah. Why?"

Jason held up a ciggarete from his pocket. "Smoke?"

"I don't smoke. If I wanted to kill myself, I would have done that by now."

Jason chuckled and turned back. Someone was in the corner. "Stanley!" cried Jason, "Stanley there you are!" He grabbed him and shook him, "C'mon, Ya' need to get back in your room."

Stanley didn't reply. Silence filled the dark room. "Stanley? Are ya' okay?"

Stanleys body slumped and he fell on the ground, blood covering his face and shirt. He was dead.

END OF PART ELEVEN

Shfan135 21:04, March 21, 2012 (UTC)