The Trap Door

sword raised prepared to attack, however his sword caught on one of the supports for the ceiling. Father grabbed a knife and stabbed the man taking his sword took a defensive position. However… Father found a crossbow bolt lodged in his stomach and coughed up blood falling on the floor in the same process. I screamed for my father and the cloaked men saw me. I ran upstairs to the attic where Father kept his old items from his guild days. I slammed the trap door and locked it in hopes it would hold them off for at least a little while. I saw an old banner with Fairy Tail’s symbol on it. I decided that if I needed to run I would go there to Magnolia on the coast. I heard the banging on the door and it was obvious that the men were trying to get inside the attic. I rushed around the room, finding only an old gun. However, when I touched the weapon my seal started glowing and I felt a new seal burn onto my skin. I tested it and to my surprise my right hand transformed into a blade. Suddenly the door blasted open shards of the door strewn across the room. But they never expected me armed. I shot the first man who came out of the opening who then crashed to the floor. But, the gun exploded after this I assumed it was due to improper care. But I didn’t have time to think about it because now they were up in the room. I started to panic and ran at them with great speed. One of them moved to strike down with their sword. This was their first and last mistake. I transformed my hand…

Macbeth evaluates to himself that he must take off the ghost’s helmet and strike at his neck beheading him. The ghost keeps striking and suddenly cuts Macbeth’s hand nearly taking off his ring finger. Macbeth goes in rage and screams “That is enough! This ends now!” He lunges at the ghost distracting him as Macbeth reaches his left hand taking the helmet off his head. The ghost reaches for the helmet. Then right as he bends down. Macbeth turns and slices his head like a tomato cutting his body…

written by Beth Steel. It was shown at the Hampstead Theatre in London. The first thing I encountered when I entered the theatre was the stage. It was in the center of the theater, which makes it entertaining for the audience to enjoy it at any side. This stage design is defined as traverse. Another aspect I encountered in the performance were the props and how limited it was. Props that they used include nation’s flags, the trap and steel doors, and the lighting. The traverse stage and the…

it used illustrations to help us visualize what Christopher was experiencing. Looking at the production itself, something that made the set unique was the use of trap doors in various situations throughout the performance. For example when Christopher found the letters from his mother, he pulled the box out of a trap door on the floor of the stage. Also at the end of the play, the puppy Christopher’s dad got him went down a trap door to exit the stage. Similar to the trap doors, the set was…

“He knows how to cross streets. When he runs up to a street, he will stop and check traffic both ways before he crosses. He knows not to get into power lines.” Mr. Yates was the house on Wednesday with Don Woodman, the veterinarian who shot the tranquilizer dark from the home of Elizabeth Fowler. Mrs. Fowler had grown fond of the monkey, who watched her family from outside the sliding door. He tried to play with the dog. He tried to frolic with the children. But three weeks ago the monkey, a…

explaining the barrel of oil. Since the machines needed constant oiling, the oil was all over the floor. When the fire spiked up from the eighth floor it hit the oil and the wildfire spread. Many machines mean many workers. Many workers mean the building was crowded. On the ninth floor, there was a lot of sewing machines. With all of the sewing machines come all of the tables to hold them. The tables created the crowded working space. With so many tables there the isles could barely fit one…

Death can not even clean up the mess it makes after it gets down with its killing, (8-12). It leaves the job to the people left behind because Death does not hold the power to do it. An all powerful being would be able to make a casket and plan a funeral. Death “isn’t strong enough to swat a fly from the air,” (20-21). Death is able to kill a fly, but it does not have the ability to smack the fly out of its flight. This is something that is a basic human reflex when a fly is bothering us. The…

My dad checked out the door leading to the garage. He touched it and hissed in pain at the heat up against his bare hand. Then he opened it, to my horror the smoke barreled inside to our home. Nothing I could tell myself could waver my belief. The house was on fire and we needed to get out now. I sprinted up the stairs in a panic, telling my other brothers “the house is on fire we need to leave now!” Thoughts ran through my head rapidly. I could not decide what to do first. Just run out or grab…

She swore up and down she locked the doors and everything, so she went out to ask the neighbors if they’ve seen Bigge, well speaking of neighbors... I’m pretty sure Nny, took him. Nny is our weird, creepy neighbor his actual name is Johnny but he prefers to be called Nny. Nny is in his mid-20s though it seems that he’s still in his emo phase. Though he yells weird things about peoples’ appearance and how most of them don’t deserve it, it’s really weird. One time he even broke into my bathroom…

past the cafeteria doors and head to the office doors. There are two men standing guard with large guns. Bird throws his boomerang at one of the men, who falls dead to the ground. The other searches the area around him and the last thing he views are our faces before I impale his heart with my drumstick. When I yank it out, there is a “pulp” and a “plop” as I drop his body. Blood quickly inundates him and his partner. I examine my weapon and notice that it is bright red and splintered. I guess…