http://www.worstmayorsever.com/?p=82Elected Command: Return to the tomb, investigate.
From the beginning then.
Peering back down into the Redwood Tomb, the staircase appears deceptively darker than before. With a wry click of his tongue, The Man descends.
Upon his fourth step down, the snapping of a branch is heard. The moonlight dies a quick death as the sturdy doors alarmingly slam shut behind him.
Had someone been watching from above? Had they locked him in?
The darkness is now absolute, save for the exception a faint, green glow emitting from the foot of the staircase.
“Ain't no gettin' offa this train we're on.” The Man huffs to himself.
Once below, the glow has grown readily stronger, illuminating the underground chamber enough to provide an opportune study. Walls covered in deep, indecipherable etchings. Four corners, tall statues of faceless angels bordering each. A wide, stone slab placed in the center. The slab The Man had been lying upon. The slab which now grows brighter with each passing moment.
A cutting wind whips through the chamber, followed by an echoing cackle. The slab gently lifts from the floor, and like rain hitting a riverbed, breaks apart, fragments dangling in the air. The mad cackling envelops the room, as the slab pieces back together.
The Man watches on without a trace of emotion.
Reformation finalized, a demon now stands before The Man. It is the blackened skeleton of a grizzly bear, coated in dirtied bandages, eyes aflame in green. A musty top hat resides upon its flattened skull.
“Bara bara, bara bara. Feeble man, you dare leave the clutches of I, the Demon Lord BaraBara?” The demon seethes.
The Man responds, “Demon Lord… Barbara?”
“BARABARA!” The demon snaps back.
“You have grown weak over time, as I have devoured the remnants of your broken soul. Now awakened, I may finish my meal. Yet, your will has proven stronger than that of the countless other feeble men tossed my way. Form a pact with me, and I shall allow you passage.”
A twisted grin forms across the demon’s jawline.
Commands: 1. Form pact.
2. Face punch.
3. Attempt escape.
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