We continued down until we made it to a flat floor. There were 8 Heath kits. They each said our name. It said to the right "0ne wi11 3xp10d3" which said "one will explode". We each grabbed ours and opened one at a time. Nicky's was last opened and it exploded. Nicky died. We took his body and buried him by a tomb with a body. We used a shovel we found in Anthony's kit. "One down, seven to go. Ha Ha Ha!" A voice said. In my kit I found a coke zero, diamond necklace, sword made from ruby, emerald, microchips, and diamonds. Also a picture of my dad. Memories flood back into my head like a army into an open base. All the good times. My friends found objects they would not show. I though that I should write a book about this experience. We continued on this stupid quest of stupidity. "Oh boy what a day!" I exclaimed. "Preach it!" Jack replied. In Nicky's package I found masks. Each had our name. Deadpool was me, Sam the septic eye was jack, wolf was nick, rainbow was Felix. Mark was a box with a pink mustache. An ant man mask was Anthony, and Tyler got a robbers mask. "Seriously!" Tyler shouted. Each mask had a power. I was indestructible, Tyler was invisible, mark was able to fly, Felix could shoot rainbows and call upon unicorns, jack was fast, and nick could jump higher and speak English, Spanish, and wolf. "To stupidity, away!" I shouted. And off we went to the next hallway.
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Apocalypse: in the end
NonfiksiWhat do you get when you take YouTube and add an apocalypse with fans of the youtubers. This book! Duh