“Ok, I’ll help you get your snack, but you had better not
let me down.”
“You run back into the lunchroom and try to open the door to
the kitchen, but it is locked. You knock, but the lunch ladies have already
gone home.
Luckily, you spot a fork that must have fallen off someone’s
tray earlier in the day. You use the for tk to pick the lock. As you are
searching the kitchen for bagels, you hear more screaming from the ceiling. You
need to hurry and help your classmates!
After a few minutes of frantic searching, you decide to look
in the giant walk-in-freezer. As soon as you open the door, you see a pack of
frozen bagels on the back shelf. As you walk in to grab them, the freezer door
slams behind you. You are locked in!
You try banging on the door, but it’s no use. The lunch
ladies find you the next morning, suffering from frostbite and mumbling
something about chicken bagels.
After having your frozen ears amputated, you share a
hospital room with some of your creative writing classmates who are recovering
from having their feet eaten by Earl. Even though your ears are gone, you still
fall asleep every night to the sounds of the mummified chickens laughing at
you.
THE END
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