Far From Earth, Close To Home (Completed)

Chapter 2: The Somewhat Literal Fork In The Road

The instant I turned I saw swinging axes.
Seriously?
I went to turn the other way but a huge metal fence fell from the roof and almost cut my nose off.
"What the ffffffff..."
What's the point?
I turned and walked slowly toward the hallway with swinging axes.
Hooray.
I stand 4 feet away from the first one.
This is pretty cliche.
Chiche enough for me to use an un-chiche tactic.
Un-cliche?
Whatever.
I crawled under them all.
Yes, I was scared that they could reach me,
But I was also scared they would, you know,
CUT ME IN FREAKING HALF.
So yeah. Safer route.
That very second I thought I was safe, I heard a snap above my head.
I looked up and saw a piano.
Haha. Veryyyyy funny.
I leaped forward to a trapdoor, opening up.
Like, SERIOUSLY.
I grabbed the edge of the trapdoor and tried to climb up,
But I was known to be the weakest person in my class.
I felt my hands slip as acceptance flooded my mind...
...
...
...
Until the trapdoor closed back up.
You know that feeling when you almost die?
Yeah.
I giggled a bit,
then realized I was still on the trapdoor,
and screamed while scrambling away,
as the trapdoor flies open.
And giggled some more.
I eventually got up and looked onward.
I looked back and then walked onward.
I just ended two sentences with onward.
I might wanna learn not to do that onward.
This joke has gone too far onward.
Okay, I'll finally go onward with the story
So I was moving onward,
And, guess what, there just so happened to be,
Yup, MORE AXES! I saw the slight scratches on the darkwood floor, so I knew there was no easy way out.
Why me? I thought, I did nothing!
So then I ran. Yes, like a crazy person, I ran straight into the swinging axes, and it went on very, very long, but it seemed to be a perfect metronome! And if I kept running at the same velocity, then-