PD Fun Fiction

“I have many names. My name is Gwynplaine, or Long John Silver, or Oscar Jones, or Van Helsing, but you can call me, Comrade Monke…” And it was with those words he revealed his identity to his prisoner. -”What do you want from me?” -”To keep your mouth shut about what you’ve seen here. And if you don’t, well, you know what happens to the enemies of SMERSH!” -”I promise you, I won’t speak to anyone, now please, let me go” -”Comrade Monke always keeps his promises. LET JOHN GO!” The guards slowly approached and started untying him. When he was free, however, he took out a knife and sliced the throats of the two guards open. Then he tried to look for Monke, but Monke was… gone. However, he then saw a strange man standing in the corner. -”Hello? Who are you?” -”Relax! My name’s Constantine!” -”What are you doing here?” -”I am also a prisoner of Monke, and I finally managed to get out of my cell.” -”Well, let’s get going then!” They started running and made their way over at the armory. Jo...

He had just arrived, and the car disappeared into the darkness behind him. Now he was all alone in front of that dark, seemingly empty and abandoned palace. He took out his flashlight, preparing to explore it. However, when he approached it, he stumbled on a stone in the ground and fell over. His flashlight broke! Now he was alone, in the dark and without any light! He got up and went closer. He stood in front of the large door, becoming increasingly much more scared than he was when he was in the car. He knocked on it, and the door opened, but seemingly by no one. He walked forward. The building was almost like it was abandoned. Now he was extremely scared. Thankfully, he found another flashlight on a table nearby. He picked it up and turned it on - or at least tried to, for it wouldn't turn on. He hit it and then tried again to turn it on. This time a very weak light appeared. It wasn’t much, but better than nothing. He aimed it at the stairs, made sure nothing dangerous was the...