Thursday, September 20, 2012

Phillip's Discovery


Prologue: The Find

As his evening starts off in his new home all alone, he starts to ponder on why the last owners of the home sold it to him for so little. He started to look all over the house for something worth getting rid of. The search seemed to be endless. As he searched the house the 21 year old; Phillip thought of all of these horrid reasons on why they sold him this miraculous house.

 

Phillip searched on and on until he finally reached the basement. The steps were dusty from not being used lately. He thought it must have something to do with the creepy looking basement as to why they moved. Phillip made his way down the steps with each step he took creaking the worn out stair case. As Phillip reached the bottom of the staircase he started to look around and noticed the despair glooming in the room. The air smelt rancid from the moist concrete floor. The room just did not seem worth selling a whole house for. With this thought on his mind he decided to search the basement as well, for any major assets to it that could cause someone to move out.

 

The basement was filled with many boxes; filled with Phillips’ possessions that had not yet been un-packed. He started to move the boxes around trying to find something behind them. So far he found nothing and was starting to think there was not anything wrong with the house. Finally after lots of hard work and effort Phillip reached the last box. It was huge and weighed a ton, but Phillip knew if he left the box it would haunt him forever for not checking. He decided to look. He struggled at first but through effort and strength the box finally moved.

 

It was a sight too strange for Phillip to understand. The shock was too much for him to take. Everything went black. Phillip had passed out cold.

 

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One hour later Phillip woke. He came to his senses and realized it was not that big of a deal. He looked where the wall should have been but instead a tiny door stood in its place. It was about two feet tall made of wood that looked like it had survived an intense fire. On the short door there was an even smaller blue door knob. Phillip started to wonder on what could behind the door. Crazy ideas started to fill Phillips head. He thought of dwarfs that could wield a sword and of a secret portal to Santa’s workshop used by the elves. He sat there thinking of all of these insane thoughts. Suddenly his heart started to pound. He was sure he had seen the door knob turn.