The DungeonFirst order of business for today, however, is home improvement. Yes, you heard that right. We two kids... ahem young adults are going to i...mprove our house.It will probably sound a lot more believable when I tell you what exactly we are going to improve: we will remake the attic into a bona-fide dungeon. Of course we have to be circumspect, can’t have all those torture devices laying about for our parent to find. She is out a lot, but she’s neither neglectful nor clueless, so we do. Kerry Larson, the girl who lived next door had visited him almostdaily. She would occasionally bring small gifts to try and cheer himup. If only things had been different. William closed his eyes andthought of his last birthday when Kerry had come to the small party hismother had for him. He had not been so weak then...+++"William, Kerry is here" Okay mom. I'll be right down."William had to hold on tight to the rail so that he would not fall andhe negotiated the stairs that led to the main. I stumble forward in an almost intoxicated state unaware of the situation I would shortly find myself in! My heart begins to race as the distant noises in the woods become louder and the realisation that I am not alone hits me like a freight train. Now my thoughts of curiosity turn to fear, my heart feels as though it is about to explode out of my chest and as I turn to run I trip falling face first in to some sort of thick sticky substance. As I struggle to fight my way out of the green,. The pain tore through her body bringing about from the depth of her soul a horrific scream, she had no control she could not stop the surging noise that erupted from her throat, he had moved away and was standing behind a camera filming her screams. As he began to walk towards her in a frenzied state she looked around the room for anything to stop his repulsive attack, she tried to stand but he caught hold of her, pulling at her waist, she could tell her fighting seemed to excite his actions,.