Hell's War

Chapter One

'Dammit!' I turn around and run as fst as I can as soon as I hear the ferocious baying of the hellhounds. Soon I am utterly lost in the endless labyrinth of Hell. That's right, Hell. I'm dead. I have been for about a week now. Anyway...

I turn a sharp corner, hoping to lose the rapidly gaining hellhounds. 'Shit.' It's a dead end. I spin around, hoping that there's still time to go back, only to see two of them turn the corner. They slow down, enjoying my fear. I clutch the kitchen knife that I killed myself with. It's my only defense. I know that it's a hopeless battle. I back up to the wall, putting as much space as possible between me and them. Just as they're about to jump, I hear a clicking sound and a trapdoor opens behind me.

I fall through and it slams in the faces of the hounds. Thank god for the many trapdoors and secret passages in Hell.

I walk away from the wall, feeling very thankful to not be dog food right now. Suddenly somebody bursts out of a wall right in front of me. It's a boy of about 12. He looks terrified. 'They're coming!' He yells and runs off back the way I came. I take off in the other direction, unsure who exactly is coming, but positive that I don't want to meet them. As I speed round the corner and bump straight into a group of tough-looking teens.

'Gotcha!' One of them yells. They grab me and tie my wrists with a rope. They walk around for about half an hour, grabbing anyone that they come across. Eventually, they bring us all back to their camp. They shove me into a cave with the other five prisoners and leave two guys to gaurd the door. As you may have guessed, Hell isnt really a social place, so us prisoners dont really talk much untill the next day.