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BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - HORROR
I like to make Jayne suffer. Its not that I don't Im disturbed, its just that Adam Baldwin is a really good actor ( Its not that I want him dead, its just I dont want him alive, anymore.) I think the name is self explanitory. No real end so Ill let you think about it
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THE DARK TUNNEL
Jayne wandered around the deep tunnel. He had fallen down a deep hole wile running from the
Reavers. He had fallen for a long time until he had hit rock bottom. His right leg was broken and he
had nothing to drink except a small amount of alcohol in a hip flask which he had drunken on the first day.
For the first day he had laid in the dark, the sun only shone into the hole at noon and it was blazingly hot.
On second day he had tried to stand, leaning on the wall for support, and walked in the direction he was
facing. He had made it about 4 miles along and their appeared to be no way out, when he started
hearing voices, quietly at first always getting louder as he walked, he had called out to them for help
but they kept on talking. He yelled but they never stopped. They were mocking him he thought has he
walked in extreme pain. He eventually reached a places were the tunnel had no top, but the light only
came in on certain times of the day. During the sunshine it was very hot. For the rest it was dark and cold.
On the third day the voices had taken on a destined wound, a deep low rumbling pulls that mad his
ears reverberate. Their were also little lights in front of him, he had tried to swing at them, to touch
them to see if they were real, but he had fallen and was unable to get up for couple of minutes. His
mind was starting to play tricks on him. He saw shadows of people moving in the dark, but when he
tried to talk to them they just laughed and ran away.
On the fourth day he started to talk to himself, muttering threats at the shadows in the dark, yelling out
for the crew from serenity, but no one ever came to his aid. He was dehydrated starved and in a large
amount of pain, but he kept walking, in the hope that the tunnel would end somewhere and he would go back into the light.
It was now the fifth day that Jayne had been in the hellish culvert. The lights and shadows had almost
all disappeared, all most. Two of the lights were still their shinning at him like hug eyes in the dark, the
shadows seemed to have massed behind them and and it looked like a huge animal. He pulled out his
wicked knife and staggered towards it. “ Who's their you stinking little maggot?” He slurred at the
shadow, and it was true it smelled of blood and decay their was no denying it. It seemed that the low
rumbling noise was emanating from the shadow, a deep low grow. Jayne walked toward it, swung his
knife into the darkness and was never seen again.
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Sunday, October 22, 2006 2:31 PM
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