Alternate Ending To Build A Fire
CHAPTER THREE
Chris felt his stomach drop and his head spin. He tried to scream but the fall stole any sound. He knew no one could survive this fall. He saw Rose down below him. He clamped his eyes shut. The fall continued.
Suddenly he felt himself slow down. His skin tickled and burned. His lips went dry and his hands numb. The heat increased as they went farther down. Their descent slowed and the tickling stopped. Finally, Chris felt his feet touch ground and heaved a sigh of relief. They were alive!
He looked around and saw that they were in a chamber lit by a dim red glow. Then he felt his stomach lurch and heaved over onto the ground. He wiped his mouth with his hands and rubbed them on the ground. …show more content…
Chris could feel the scalding heat through his shoes. He looked around for Rose. She was over by a wall slumped against it. Chris walked over and sat next to her.
“What… What happened?” she asked. Her voice was weak. The fall must have taken her breath away.
“Not….sure” Chris sounded the same. “Where do … you suppose we are?”
They were both sweating badly. The heat must have increased. Chris leaned against the wall, and then jumped up as the stone burnt his back.
“Ease into it.” Rose said.
Chris tried again and this time eased into it. It felt hot but not as bad. “Thanks.” He said.
Suddenly the ground rumbled. Chris thought he heard a yell then a cry but when he listened he heard nothing.
“What… was that?” Rose asked.
Chris heard another rumble. No, it sounded more of a growl.
He looked up and saw something that took his breath away. There, in the room with them, was a hideous monster.
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Dalton looked around and sighed. Maybe he was too hard on Chris. Maybe Chris was right. Maybe, Christian or not, Rose needed friends.
But what about Arthur? What will he do to Chris? What will he do if he got …show more content…
Chris turned and looked at Rose. Was that what being a Christian was like? Was risking your own life that others might live? Was that what Timothy was trying to tell him those months ago? Chris’ head was in frenzy. So many thoughts battled in there.
Then reality smacked him in the face. If whoever or whatever that thing was looking for them, others might follow.
He quickly shook Rose awake. “Rose, Rose! Wake up! We need to keep moving!”
Rose sat up and gave a yelp as her back was terribly burnt from lying down. Chris took his thermos with leftover water from school and they both drank.
“Come on,” he said, “we have to keep moving.”
------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dalton quickened his pace. He needed to get to Rose’s house. If Chris was anywhere it was probably there. Maybe they asked him to stay for dinner. He would know soon enough.
He came to Rose’s house to find the same results as Chris’ house. A cop car sat in their
Chris felt his stomach drop and his head spin. He tried to scream but the fall stole any sound. He knew no one could survive this fall. He saw Rose down below him. He clamped his eyes shut. The fall continued.
Suddenly he felt himself slow down. His skin tickled and burned. His lips went dry and his hands numb. The heat increased as they went farther down. Their descent slowed and the tickling stopped. Finally, Chris felt his feet touch ground and heaved a sigh of relief. They were alive!
He looked around and saw that they were in a chamber lit by a dim red glow. Then he felt his stomach lurch and heaved over onto the ground. He wiped his mouth with his hands and rubbed them on the ground. …show more content…
Chris could feel the scalding heat through his shoes. He looked around for Rose. She was over by a wall slumped against it. Chris walked over and sat next to her.
“What… What happened?” she asked. Her voice was weak. The fall must have taken her breath away.
“Not….sure” Chris sounded the same. “Where do … you suppose we are?”
They were both sweating badly. The heat must have increased. Chris leaned against the wall, and then jumped up as the stone burnt his back.
“Ease into it.” Rose said.
Chris tried again and this time eased into it. It felt hot but not as bad. “Thanks.” He said.
Suddenly the ground rumbled. Chris thought he heard a yell then a cry but when he listened he heard nothing.
“What… was that?” Rose asked.
Chris heard another rumble. No, it sounded more of a growl.
He looked up and saw something that took his breath away. There, in the room with them, was a hideous monster.
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Dalton looked around and sighed. Maybe he was too hard on Chris. Maybe Chris was right. Maybe, Christian or not, Rose needed friends.
But what about Arthur? What will he do to Chris? What will he do if he got …show more content…
Chris turned and looked at Rose. Was that what being a Christian was like? Was risking your own life that others might live? Was that what Timothy was trying to tell him those months ago? Chris’ head was in frenzy. So many thoughts battled in there.
Then reality smacked him in the face. If whoever or whatever that thing was looking for them, others might follow.
He quickly shook Rose awake. “Rose, Rose! Wake up! We need to keep moving!”
Rose sat up and gave a yelp as her back was terribly burnt from lying down. Chris took his thermos with leftover water from school and they both drank.
“Come on,” he said, “we have to keep moving.”
------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dalton quickened his pace. He needed to get to Rose’s house. If Chris was anywhere it was probably there. Maybe they asked him to stay for dinner. He would know soon enough.
He came to Rose’s house to find the same results as Chris’ house. A cop car sat in their