Ok, so yesterday I never finished my story! Now that you know more about myself, I can fill you in on my stories. I can’t wait to tell you about all of my adventures. So let me tell you about the portal.
As I told you yesterday, it all had started when I was walking home from school. After a long day of learning about the history, science, language, and math of human folk, I decided to walk home a different way. I had never gone down the path before, and was surprised to find an old abandoned warehouse.
As I opened the large wooden door to the old place, I was astonished to find a vast echo-y room full of heavy machinery.
“Heelllloooooo!” I shouted, listening to my voice answer back faintly.
I walked up to a conveyor belt and found melted piece of butterscotch candy. The warehouse was once a candy company.
I looked around some more, each foot step bouncing off the walls. In the back, there was a small room; an office with debris and burnt paper and wood. I thought it was rather odd that there was so much debris until I looked around me.
Taking a step back and looking up at every thing around me, I suddenly realized that The walls were scorched, the left over candy was melted, and there were burnt corpses on the floor.
I heard a scream echoing. Was it me? I didn’t remember screaming but my mouth was gawked and there was no one else there. I slowly rested my back against the wall and closing my eyes. How dull I was! How utterly dull I was to not realize this was the warehouse that had the great fire. The warehouse whose doors were stuck from the pressure in the air, trapping the victims and burning them.
I let myself drop to the floor and held my legs, taking deep breaths.
Normally, I would have been calm about this sort of thing. I mean death happens. It wasn’t my fault. And from all of my adventures and experience, I was used to it. Every one dies eventually….Except…This was different….
Because this was the warehouse where my father had died.