INTO THE DEATH REALM|
Art by Lori Michelle Adams
Brett sat on a lunch table in the cafeteria at school with his friends Jeffery,
Mark, and Josh. “So, you’re telling me you fell asleep in the haunted cabin, wolves
chased you and you ran inside the house?” he asked.
“For the second time,” said Jeffery, “they weren’t wolves. They were like…
werewolves!” He set down his sandwich and started munching down on his
“Well, that’s a nice story. I hope you wake up soon,” said Josh. He walked
over to the trash can and threw away his garbage.
Mark scooted closer to Jeffery. “Do you think they’ll ever believe us?” asked
Mark. Jeffery shrugged.
“Probably not,” said Jeffery, “but maybe they will.” He scooted away from Mark.
Brett walked on the school grounds after school. “So, what are you going to do
this weekend?” asked Josh.
“I don’t know,” said Brett. “Tomorrow after school I’m just… I don’t know. Why,
what do you want to do?”
Josh smiled. “Should we go check out that cabin?” he asked.
“Nah, something else,” said Brett.
He noticed someone who was walking up to them. A tall eighth grader named
Bravo was big, buff and always had an angry attitude. He wore a red T-shirt and
black torn pants.
Bravo stepped up close to them, forcing them to take a step back. “What are
you doing here?” he demanded in a harsh voice, stepping forward and forcing
them to take a step back again. He blocked the sunlight from their eyes.
“We’re just walking home,” said Josh. He seemed to be more frightened than
Brett. Bravo’s friend, Jake, stepped up beside him with his arms crossed in a
“We don’t want any trouble,” said Brett. He slowly turned around, keeping
an eye on them. Bravo smiled. He turned around and walked away after, followed by
his friend Josh.
Josh stepped up to Brett once he knew they were gone. “Those guys are weird,
huh?” he asked. He turned his head and looked to his side to Brett.
“Yeah, kind of,” Brett said. He scanned around the school grounds. “Hey look!
There’s Tom! Maybe he can be part of our group.”
“But I can’t talk to him now,” said Josh. “I planned to see a horror movie
at the theatre today.”
Brett looked at Josh. “Which movie?” he asked.
Josh paused. “The Death Realm,” he said, moving his arm across Brett’s
“What’s it about?
“It’s about some kids that get into this world, kind of, and he has to win to
live. It seems pretty interesting,” said Josh. “Want to come?”
Brett looked at the ground. “Sure. I don’t have any plans tonight.”
“Alright, then!” said Josh. “To the movies!” He pointed his index finger up
in the air and started walking out the gate and down the street to the theatre.
They continued to walk down to the movies. “Don’t tell me we’re going to go
to that old one,” said Brett.
Josh sped up. “Come here,” he said. Brett followed him and soon stopped at
the front of the old theatre. It was a mess. The paint was chipped; a window was
broken, there were cobwebs on the top and looked as if no one was ever there.
And this place is still running, thought Brett.
“Why can’t we watch it over at the ordinary theatre?” asked Brett.
“Because this is the only place they have the movie on,” said Josh. “Come
on!” He started forward toward the front desk, where an old man was standing.
“Excuse me sir,” said Josh, “how much does two tickets to
The Death Realm cost?”
“It’s free,” said the man. His lips barely moved.
Brett walked toward the door. “Thank you, sir.” They walked inside. They
saw no snack booth, no restrooms or anyone. All they saw was one door. Josh
walked to the door and opened it. Brett followed after. There was a screen
inside and about thirty rusty torn chairs. They sat in the middle. “When does
the movie start?” asked Brett.
“We just wait,” said Josh. They soon heard sliding metal, as if the back
door had locked and the screen brightened. Soon, the movie started rolling.
“I don’t know why they don’t have any previews,” said Josh.
“Me neither,” said Brett.
Soon, the beginning credits started playing. All of the names were the same
‘Hyrus.’ The director, the director of photography and the producer was all
the same. “There all the same!” shouted Brett.
Josh silenced him as the beginning started to play. There were two kids.
One found a set of cards in his basement and they started playing. Bad things
started happening. The cards said that they had to do something for them to
live. They had to win to get their lives back.
They haven’t said a word. They started getting tired and sleepy. The dozed
and woke, dozed and woke, until they fell asleep.
“Ahhh!” screamed Brett as he shot up in the air from his sleep. But he didn’t
recognize the room. Somehow, it looked very familiar to him. He rubbed his head
and got up. He looked around and saw a gray wall, a gray ceiling, a gray floor,
some tools, and a door. He soon saw Josh lying on the floor with his arms and
legs spread out. “Josh.”
Josh’s eyes starting moving. He opened his eyes and focused on the small
bright light bulb hanging on top of him. “Oh,” he moaned. Brett crawled up and
leaned against a corner of the room as he watched Josh roll over. Josh got up
and started looking around. His eyes were constantly dropping and Brett could
tell that he was still sleepy. He gazed around the room and saw Brett crawled
up against the corner. Josh’s eyes widened. “Where are we?” he said lightly.
“I don’t know,” said Brett. He slowly got up and walked passed Josh to the
door. He grabbed the handle and shook it, but the door didn’t budge. “What do
we do?” asked Brett. His voice sounded panicking. “What’s happening!” he cried.
Josh’s expression changed to sadness as his eyebrows lifted up. “Ahhh!”
screamed Josh like a crazy person. He ran to another corner and crouched. Brett
heard him slightly weeping. They didn’t know where they were. They didn’t know
how they got there. They didn’t know it was
The Death Realm.
*(If you have experienced an unusual phenomenon, you are unexpectedly
to do crazy things as if it were a dream. Trust me; I have some of my own,
too. I have seen a rocket brake apart in the sky while I was on the freeway,
and saw the beauty of the trail of smoke left containing light. How can smoke
contain light? That’s the phenomena. My hands were shaking after that, and
then I noticed my whole body became shaky.)
Brett felt as if he was about to throw up. His stomach felt as if it were
expanding on the inside. He crouched on the floor, taking deep breaths until they
heard a deep, hoarse voice that vibrated against the ground. It said, “SURVIVE,
OH PAST, DEAR VICTIMS. YOUR BRAVERY IS AT TEST.”
Josh turned around in fear. Brett saw his face was red and his eyes were
soaked with tears. “Who are you!” he shouted at the top of his lungs. “What do
you want!” he said, ending in a deep weeping sound.
“Josh,” said Brett in an exhausted voice. He crawled over to where Josh was
sitting. “I think we’ve entered the movie.”
“We what?” said Josh. “We’re in the death realm? We’re going to die?” His
voice started to get furious. His breathing became deeper than ever.
Soon, the room started turning one way, and then another, slowly forming
into a different room. Josh and Brett started getting dizzy, and soon found
themselves chained up against the wall, on both sides of the room. Their ankles
were chained up. But the room wasn’t complete. This time, Brett found himself
vomiting on his chest. “Ahhh!” he screamed. He started wiping the foamy yellowish
chunks from his chest.
His scream was followed by Josh, who screamed even louder this time. As the
room slowly morphed, they could make out a room with a red long carpet that
stretched for what seemed forever between them. There were two walls on each
side in which each were chained up on and no walls on the other angle, but the
red carpet. The room lit up, making their eyes hurt a little.
They heard the booming voice that seemed to echo through the everlasting
trail of darkness. “Powers you will receive. Lose and retrieve. Forfeit to die.
Win to live. Play around, you pay.”
“What does that mean?” Josh said almost immediately.
Just then, the voice spoke again. “YOU WILL USE YOUR POWERS
TO ESCAPE, ONCE FREE YOU MUST FIGHT, ONCE YOU FIGHT,
YOU WILL BE BACK, YOU MAKE A DECISION.”
Brett Got up, but the chains made it difficult. “A decision?” he said. “What
type of decision?”
“I don’t know,” said Josh, his voice a lot more calm. “But what I’m wondering
about is the powers. What will we have?”
“I’m not sure, but all I know is that it may get us out of here,” said Brett.
A minute later was silence, and then they felt tingling in their bodies.
“What’s happening?” asked Josh.
“I think it’s our powers,” said Brett. It soon ended, but they felt no
The voice once again came back. “YOU POSSES POWER. USE IT, AND
IT WILL SET YOU FREE.”
“I don’t really know what to do,” said Josh. “But let’s try to see if we can
use them.” He got up and closed his eyes. Josh took a slow deep breath, but nothing
happened, until Brett heard a clanging noise of metal. It came from one of Josh’s
Brett stared wide-eyed from what was happening. “Josh! I think you’re a
Josh opened his eyes. “Cool!” He undid the other lock. “I’m free!” he shouted.
He stepped forward and put his arms on his hips as if he were a hero. “Try yours.”
“Alright,” said Brett. He stood up and closed his eyes, too. He waited for
a minute, and nothing happened. “Nothing’s happening!” he shouted. His expression
changed to anger and he sat down again. “This is so stupid!” he shouted, throwing
the chain to the floor. He opened his eyes wide and frowned.
“What’s the matter?” asked Josh.
Brett started shaking at what he saw on the chain. The part of the chain he
grabbed was shaped as his hand. “Look.”
Brett showed the dented chain to Josh. “Oh, my gosh,” said Josh, as he moved
closer to see.
Brett gripped with both hands on the chain that connected to the wall and
yanked it out. “Wow!” shouted Bret. “I have strength!”
“Great! Since we’re both free… what do we do?” asked Josh.
Brett was about to say something but got interrupted by the voice again.
“FIGHTING SESSIONS BEGINS!” it boomed. There was an eerie silence for a few
moments afterwards. They both didn’t say a word.
But then they heard heavy footsteps, coming from down the long passageway.
Clanging metal and heavy footsteps were coming towards them. “What’s going to
happen?” asked Brett in a worried voice.
But the sound was a lot closer than they had expected. A legionnaire stepped
up to them wearing a breastplate, holding a javelin stick that was seven feet high
and carried a short sword in his dagger. His expression was fierce and got in
position to attack. “Who is he?” asked Brett panicking as the man pulled out
“Our powers!” shouted Josh. He closed his eyes and almost immediately the
javelin stick broke in half. He opened his eyes. “Yahoo!”
The man was about to strike Josh until Brett punched him on his breastplate,
which seemed to dent into the shape of a fist. “Ahhh!” screamed the man. Suddenly,
his neck started cracking and misshaping, as if his neck bones were double-jointed.
“Josh, what are you doing?” asked Brett.
“Attacking from the inside,” he answered, To Brett, that seemed pretty gross.
Soon, his back folded and cracked even louder. The man closed his eyes and
slowly fell backwards from the pain. A bone poked through his stomach.
“That’s enough,” said Brett.
Josh opened his eyes. “Alright. I’m just into gore.”
Brett kneeled down and gave the man his hardest blow, which almost went inside
his stomach. “That’ll do,” he said, swiping his hands together.
“So now we wait?” asked Josh.
“I guess,” answered Brett.
They sat back down near each other, waiting for the voice to tell them what
to do. Brett was thinking about the decision. What decision is that? He wondered.
Could it be someone’s life to pay?
“CHOOSE YOUR DECISION,” the voice later shouted. “WHICH POWER WILL
Brett stared at the ceiling. “Choose which power one of us is keeping?” he
“Please,” begged Josh, “please can I keep mine?” He kneeled down and crossed
Brett tightened his lips. He really wanted his strength for protection and he
thought that Josh’s power as a telekinetic won’t be handy. “Well…” said Brett,
“Maybe I should –”
“You only?” shouted Josh. “So you want your powers, huh? Then I won’t
have any, then what would I do?”
“It’s just that mine can be more useful,” said Brett. He sighed.
Josh stomped his foot childishly. “Fine. You can keep your powers. Once we get
out of here, I’ll join another group. You’ll be all alone.” He turned around.
“Take us back!” he shouted at the ceiling. “We decided! I want to be back home!”
The room started swirling, making Brett’s eyes hurt. One object was going one
way and another object was going somewhere else, which caused Brett and Josh’s
eyes to start separating into pain. They closed their eyes and blocked them with
Soon, it slowed down, and before they knew it, they were back at the theatre,
sitting down on the chairs, with the back door unlocked. Brett opened his eyes.
“We’re home!” he shouted. “We’re finally here!” a big smile grew on his face as
he saw Josh’s eyes open.
“Yes!” he shouted. They both got out of the section of chairs and ran out
the door, into the open.