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The door creaked loudly as Billy opened it. The doorway led to a long corridor that opened up into a large room. There were many flamed torches on the walls, but these did little to light the dull room. Squinting in the dark, he could see shapes piled against the wall. He stepped forward and his feet crunched on the floor. He reached down and picked up a broken bone. He realised the shapes in the room were the remains of half eaten corpses . As Billy stepped further, he felt a low, rumbling breath on back of his neck. He slowly turned round. The gleaming red eyes of a large dragon stared back at him. The dragon raised it's head and bellowed a roar. The fire from it's throat illuminated the blood-stained walls. Billy couldn't breathe, his body shaking with terror. With a swift move the dragon lowered his head and gobbled Billy, swallowing him whole.
R.I.P Billy Moran "When faced with a dragon, It ended it game. Our hero became dinner, And you're the one to blame." I hope you send loads of flowers to the funeral. |
