Friday, September 13, 2013
I do adore my good friend Montressur, we've been through his dark, damp, and scary grave yard. Now that we are at the end of his catacombs he is doing possibly the best joke of the whole night. I thought it was strange that he kept on giving me more and more wine just so I could get chained up.
Okay, now I'm starting to get a bit worried. It has been a good ten minutes and he still hasn't freed me yet. I mean, I know that we haven't seen eye to eye in the past, but I know he'll release me. All he keeps on doing is giving me a menacing glare and putting up a cement wall to cover the only door. I then asked him about the Amontillado we were supposed to look at and he just continually pointed at the bricks. It's beginning to frighten me that I might not make it out alive tonight.
Well, now I'm convinced that Montressur wants to kill me. I tried to scream for help, but as I did it, Montressur began to scream as well. It was quite strange, like he was sending me a message that we were too deep for anyone to hear us. I'm now trying to get out of here, but these chains are too tight.
Montressur is down to the last brick. I guess it was my fault for listening to him and falling for his trap. If I ever make it out of here I'm going to never make contact or be cheap to others again. I'll be kind and possibly never go into someone's grave ever again. Well, the last brick is up. I guess it will be fun living in solitary confinement.
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