Stephanie's Journal: Look Out Below

The lights go off and I bolt behind an autopsy table. The sound of Dionaea's breathing made me physically sick. I haven't even eaten anything, either. Then out of nowhere he growls and charges at something. Suddenly the entire building shakes. He went after Jackie. Stupid move. Still, No way I'm leaving him alone with that monster. I jump up from the table, but before I can even find him in the dark. everything goes quiet and all I hearing Jackie saying "oh no" like someone who just dropped wine on a carpet or something.

 

"C-can someone get the lights?"

 

"What's wrong?"

 

"I--uh--I overdid it..."

 

Overdid it? overdid what? I start feeling around the walls for a fusebox to mess with. Then I felt stupid because I remembered having a flashlight. Before I could reach it though the lights went on anyway. Across the room Tim already found the fusebox. In the middle of the room though was a sight that honestly, I'm used to by now. There was a hole in the floor and hunks of concrete jutting out around it, all from Jackie who was standing next to it with a really nervous look on his face.

 

"Whoa...."

 

"I---it was dark, I thought he was really close, but he wasn't, and I just---oh no...what a mess...."

 

"You threw it down a hole?"

 

"A really deep one. Like I said, I overdid it..."

 

"How deep?"

 

"Well, we're up like 3 floors, but that's probably down to the sewers it there's any below this building...."

 

"Holy..."

 

"I'm sorry...oh no, I might've killed him!...."

 

"Eh, it's survived worse."

 

"Still, we gotta check on him. We gotta go down there."

 

"Oh joy...."

 

Done