The Story Teller's Review

Drop was staring at the paper, then something clicked, a memory, a book, an entire book about this place, it was a kingdom of rebels who thought the king was a demon, their kingdom was hidden underground, their it was called “The Hive.”

Drop hadn’t known if the king was a demon or not, he didn’t even know if he was a good king or a bad one, he looked back to the door, he decided to wait, he wanted to escape, after all if the king was good, the people here could be insane, or worse. He stepped away from the door and now looked at the camera, he had to break it, he climbed on the dresser but still, he couldn’t reach. He thought back to when he had fallen off the cliff, he had extended his arm, but how, he thought about it as he reached out as far as he could but at no avail. The door began to open; he began to panic but there was nowhere to hide. A boy about Drop’s height walked into the room, except he wasn’t a boy, well, he wasn’t a human, he was had bright yellow scales, and wings folded behind his back, but he stood on two legs and had human like posture. The boy began to speak “Hello, I’m Felix, but you can call me Strobe.” “Hi, I’m Dr-” Drop was interrupted “Drop, I know, we’ve been watching you for a while.” “You make it sound weird.” Said a girl “This is Sammy, she goes by Ingie, although I believe you two have already met.” A creature then walked in, it had a hood on, the same hood the person who dragged Drop in to The Hive was wherrying. The creature removed the hood to reveal a skeleton, with a rat skull, except the bones were all floating in a green gelatin. “Now, there isn’t an easy way to put this, but…” Strobe began to say, but trailed off. “You died.” Said Ingie.