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Chapter #5
The Pit of Hell
by: Unknown
As you hold onto the paper towel above you begin to hear a slight ripping sound, to your horror you look up to see that the paper towel is beginning to rip across its seams! You hold yourself steady in hope to slow your demise, you look down once more into the abyss moments before you hear a quick rip and are sent straight down into hell.
The air around you rushes at incredible speeds but only for a moment before you find yourself slamming into a mound of soft, but rough material, then bouncing back into the air and coming to a complete stop. When you attempt to move you find yourself stuck to a gooey substance. "Christ what is this stuff!" as your eyes adjust to the darkness you begin to make out certain shapes, with the help from the light above, and you notice what your lying in. "Oh God! I'm in a snot rag!!", you begin flailing your arms trying to get out, "Christ I knew this would happen! I knew it!", before long you get yourself out and use the surrounding paper towels to dry yourself off to the best of your ability.
You spot a giant mound of paper towels and decide to head to it to get a birds eye view of your surroundings. Making your way to the top, as you scamper over wet and dry towels alike, you make it to the top and scan your environment. "Well from the look of things the trash bag on one side looks more crinkled than the rest, I may be able to climb to the top, problem is....it's on the other side of the trash can..." you weigh your options on what to do...
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