Love, Passion, Death [COMPLETED]

Chapter 3 pt. 1 The Trial

The following day, it was time to face the Story Tellers. We were brought to the courtyard in front of the Story Tellers' building, the building looked as though it were maybe twenty stories high and was made completely of various shades of grey bricks like I expected my room to be. Unlike the creepy building with the feeling of death and dread seeping out of it at the seams, the courtyard was very inviting, full of beautiful pink bushes of flowers, pink cherry blossom trees, and well kept green grass all blowing in the slight breeze. A man in a black suit with white gloves and slicked back hair appeared in the doorway announced that the first to take the test was Christian May, my sister. It looked as though there were hundreds of floors. About half an hour later she returned saying that she passed and was moving on. Then it was my turn.

I walked into the Story Tellers' lair. The walls inside were void of anything except torn, faded wallpaper. All I could smell was something rotting, like food gone bad or maybe even someone past their prime. It was so quiet that I could even hear my blood moving in my body, hopefully I'll never have to return here again. The wallpaper had some sort of dark maroon colored liquid on it but I dared not to ask what it was. I was then led into a large room with high ceilings. In the room were eleven chairs. They were all in the shadows of the room with dark figures sitting in them all I could see were silhouettes of each person so I just assumed they were all male since I couldn't see any feminine silhouettes, with one chair in the center of the room with light shining directly on it. I could feel the all of the dark figures' cold sinister eyes looking straight through to my very soul, it felt as though my very existence was insulting to these people. After a long silence one of the men spoke.

"Sit," he said.

So I did so out of fear of what might happen if I refused. The chair was made of red leather, cold to the touch with an unknown dry liquid on the headrest that resembled the liquid on the wall that I saw earlier. After another few moments of silence another man spoke who I'm assuming was the leader of the Story Tellers. He said,

"Here are the rules of the test. You will answer every question we ask; if you refuse you will be killed. If you answer incorrectly, you will be killed. If you try to escape for some reason, you will be killed. Understand?"

I simply nodded yes, then thought maybe that's why there's some liquid in the long hallway, someone tried to escape.

"Good," he responded. "First question: what is your name?"

"Rosette May, sir." I responded.

"Next question," he continued, "what is the name of the story you were assigned?"

"Love, Passion, Death sir."

"Good, next question, what is your story about?" he asked.

"Well," I started, "Love, Passion, Death is about a girl named Clarissa. Clarissa meets a man named Jax. Over time they fall in love but Clarissa doesn't realize that Jax is hiding a terrible secret that..."

"Enough!" a man interrupted.

"You know your story very well." says another. "You realize that the name in your story will be changed to your name, from Clarissa to Rosette, your partner's name was changed to Jax to fit the story and also, you do understand that your story is so dangerous that you must follow your script to a T or else you will be killed, correct? The only time you can go off script is if you genuinely wish to fight for your life. When it gets to the murderous scene or scenes in your story you have a choice, kill or be killed. If you kill your partner you will become the new murderer in you story.You understand all of this right?"

"Yes," I responded "I know how dangerous it is and I am willing to take the risk."

"You have no choice, willing or not. You will play the part you've been given." He says. "You may leave now, you've passed our test. Send in Anna next."

"Thank you," I say with my head down. I leave the room and walked back through the terrifying hallway, I glanced at the stain on the wall and shuddered with fear. When I came out I went to Anna and told her that she was next, her face went pale instantly. She said,

"Thank you for telling me, I hope I do a good job. See you soon!"