Encounter at the Library – Part Two
I tried to warn them, but they came anyway, all 24 contestants, came and told their scary stories. All seemed to be going well; no sign of danger anywhere. The stories were creative and fantastic. The judges and I agreed that time was flying by and we were entertained as was the audience. Then we heard a rushing sound coming from the north side of the room as the giant mass of red goo swept through the Storytelling Wing like a flash flood. What was I supposed to do? I had no weapons . . .