The Dark Tunnel

with the look of utter terror on his face. The other guard, however, went in to sheer panic becoming scared stiff, unable move. I beam an icy smirk at him, raising my Glock. “Never hesitate,” I say in a voice as cold as the wind wafting down the tunnels. The suppressor hisses, turning his brains into a Jackson Pollock painting. I rip the blade out of the man’s throat and he violently collapses on the ground. The Merc clutches his neck trying to keep the blood in while shaking and fighting to…

Ignoring his command, she carefully began working her way through the cave. "I'm ready for you this time," she says, slowly edging along the dirt path. Reaching the end of the tunnel, Rachel quickly scanned the immediate area. Not seeing him in the near vicinity, she slowly starts working her way back towards the house. Small droplets of sweat begin to linger on her hot, pale skin making the cave seem frigid. Shivering, she continues…

Wilfred Owen has numerous poems that have to do with showing the dark and dismal times soldiers have on the battlefield. Unlike poets that glorify war and make it seem like a heroic endeavor, Owen puts his real experiences into a poem and shows how unsavory war can really be. Before being in the military, he had attempted to get scholarships to further his education only to fail twice and join the Artist’s rifles, later to be commissioned into the Manchester Regiment as a lieutenant. Owen is…

stones, or hurry out the cave and hope they won’t waiting for me outside. I knew which option I preferred. I’d had enough of the dark, so I gathered my nerve and padded through the muddled shafts. No matter how quiet I was, the deep, gaping shadows around me seemed to grow larger and more forbidding. I was painfully aware of rock formations jutting out like bones, dark gnarled crystals protruding like fingers from walls. In the light of my flashlight, the shadows bobbed and weaved like leering…

blows indurate there, pitting the skin, a place that seems lifeless. This Dark Empire contains, grotesque spirits hidden deep beneath the surface. These souls and spirits there are malevolent toward humans. In conclusion, they find tremendous pleasure in torture. They will cause dreadful mishaps to occur, for their disgusting ways. The smell of cold stone, dampness, and mold sickish lingers through the underground tunnels. A castle rises out of the earth, where the sorcerer lives, who,…

Last summer me and my family went to Virginia.It was an eight hour drive and we stopped in almost every town to either get gas,or food.Once we got in Virginia we went to my uncle’s house.After staying at my uncles and resting for awhile we went to Busch Gardens.It was hotter than a potato baking in the oven. Busch Gardens has the biggest rides that I have ever seen, the first ride that we got was the newest ride there called the Apollo.The Apollo ride lasted for about ten minutes it took us…

2014. 2014 was the year, the end of a matrimony that I thought would last forever. The year my mother had finally realized she had had enough. The year I realized my family would never be united again. For the a good part of my life, my parents would always fight. It was always off and on but I grew up witnessing my dad physically abuse and argue with my mother. It was intoxicating. One evening their argument became too intense and my dad became aggressive and brutal so my mother called the…

something.” In life we are presented with lots of obstacles to overcome. Some will knock you down but if you get up and keep pushing you will overcome them. I can say to you I have seen the darkness, but I have also seen the light, although the tunnel is dark. There is a light at the end. Throughout all the times of only seeing darkness, I realized it was only because of one reason. At the time, I had a person I needed to let go; I was under the impression I loved her and everything in this…

by Diana Moses Botkin, 1996, and it was done on original oil on linen. This painting shows a women in the dark looking to her left, where there is a person offering help by reaching their hand through an opening on the wall. I think this painting means that no matter how bad of a situation or place you are in life there will always be some sort of hope or light at the end of the tunnel. Diana 's Her Choice uses shapes, colors, and figures, which make this painting about religion. Diana…

“The things you won’t know can’t hurt you”. In the poem, “First Poem for You,” written by Kin Addonozio, we explore the mind of a person who is deeply in love, but seems confused about the relationship she is in with her partner. We do not know if the narrator is a woman, or a man, but the way the narrator expresses herself seems like a woman; since woman seem more intimate about relationships. The woman takes us to a world where she compares her love to her lovers’ tattoos. Even though she is…