Joarro Louis Jozander
Hall of Faces

"Outsanding! I fell down a washroom sized chute and did not get waste on me! Truly Outstanding!"

As I came to from such a marvelous contraption and what felt like riding a 30 foot slide, i started to question the scenario that I have been dealt. Separated from Scyther, my first objective was to get my way back up before he was caught in a trap as well. Although, it seemed i was caught up in a dilemma of my own.

"So dark"

Besides the light emitting from the very chute I fell from, the room was as dark as the night sky had the moon and stars burned there fuse. As I took my first stride I happened to step on something. Chestnut in color, half an arms length, and charred on the end.

"A torch? How convenient."

A torch when i most needed it? Perhaps too convenient. Although there was no matches or a source of fire for it to be of any use. How bizzare....the end is charred...its been used. A participant of the trick house must of dropped it but why? and Where are they now?


"HELLO! anyone there?"

Seems like no one is here. Only if this thing could light u---

*SPARK*

*KSSSSHHHHHH*

With sheer surprise the torch had burst and was emitting a flame on its one end. Startled by this i had thrown it about 10 feet ahead of me. The flame was lit bright and fierce. How could this have happened I wondered. Could the torch be a trick as well? I hate tricks.

"So rude" I murmured.

My frustration had ceased when i had gained composure and realized the situation. With the bright flame the room was slightly more visible. What stood before me was a wall....a wall of faces?!

*GRRRRRUMBLE GRRRRRRRRRRUMBLE GRRRRRRUMBLE*

As a rumble like sound filled the room only one thought came to mind.

Well I sure am hungry.