Post by Andrew the Penguin on Apr 9, 2011 10:58:57 GMT -5
So, I wrote a story. Titled The Adventures in Garino Park
Here's the prologue. Tell me if you think it sounds interesting, and what you think will happen next!
Robert Cadell ran after the rest of the robotics team, holding the waterproof camera that the group would be using. They attended the local high school, and had decided that because the battle bots season was over, they should spend their time building robots to do important things to benefit their society. Today they would be exploring the local sewers.
Panting, Robert caught up to the others, and handed them the camera.
Jeremy, the only senior in the group, took the camera and placed it on the special holster on top of the robot. After connecting a few wires vital to their cause between the robot and camera, he stood up and said “There. Now Franklin, hold the screen. Doug, give me the controls.”
Soon, the team was all set up. They placed the robot just in front of the pipe’s entrance, propped up the small screen transmitting live footage from the camera, also being saved on a CD, and Jeremy had opened up his camp chair.
Jeremy pressed a few buttons on the remote, and the robot’s claw, perched on its front, opened and closed. It started to move forwards, into the darkness of the pipe.
A small flashlight, duct taped to the side of the camera, provided sufficient light for the camera to work effectively. The 12 boys in the robotics group circled around the screen, with Jeremy at the center. The robot rode through the sewers, as Jeremy followed a random path. Left, right, left, left, right, second left, third right, up a small incline. Past some weird stick things, and into the light!
Several of the boys gasped when they saw the screen.
A battered, iron fence sat before them, rusted and old. The gray cobblestone had moss growing on it, and small plants poking through cracks. In the distance, you could see a few tattered strands of fabric floating on the skeleton of what looked like a large tent. Even farther, one could make out through a small fog a large, metal contraption, almost like a roller coaster.
“Where is this?”
“What is this place?”
“Is this…”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“It’s… Garino Park.”
“Jeremy,” Franklin exclaimed excitedly, shaking his friend by the shoulders, “You found an entrance to Garino Park!”
“Whoa,” said Jeremy.
Garino Park was an old amusement park, built somewhere in the 1950s. It was abandoned 11 years later, and completely locked up. No one really knew why it was abandoned, only that it was, and that no one could get in. The roads no longer were safe to the grand, old gate, so one had to hike 2 miles to reach it. When they found themselves there, the wanderer would discover that not only would the front gate not budge, but the iron fence was constructed in just such a way that it was almost impossible to scale. No one had entered it since September, 1962.
“We have to tell someone.”
“No. Let’s keep this our little se-“
A small shadow passed over the screen. The jabbering boys went silent.
“What was that?”
The footage turned to static. The connection had been interrupted. The boys were quiet, just standing there.
After a brief pause, several of the boys turned and ran, screaming. Others started whispering to each other about what they thought the shadow was. Jeremy and Robert were the only ones to stay calm. Well, until Robert realized that he wouldn’t be getting the camera back.
Robert honestly believed that he would die later that night, when his parents would assuredly find out.
“Here,” Jeremy took the CD from the DVD player that had been recording the footage, “Your camera, your film.”
Robert rolled his eyes. “Like this is worth losing an expensive video camera for.”
Jeremy gave Robert a small glare. “If you don’t want it, I’ll take it.”
Robert held the CD out of Jeremy’s reach, saying “No no no no no. My camera, my footage.”
Jeremy rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Just keep it, freshman.” He never really had learned Robert’s name. To Jeremy, Robert was just freshman.
That night, Robert was grounded till school started next fall. After receiving his punishment for losing the expensive camera, his little brother Nathan took the CD from where he left it, on the kitchen table.
That night, Nathan Cadell learned the way into Garino Park.
Here's the prologue. Tell me if you think it sounds interesting, and what you think will happen next!
Robert Cadell ran after the rest of the robotics team, holding the waterproof camera that the group would be using. They attended the local high school, and had decided that because the battle bots season was over, they should spend their time building robots to do important things to benefit their society. Today they would be exploring the local sewers.
Panting, Robert caught up to the others, and handed them the camera.
Jeremy, the only senior in the group, took the camera and placed it on the special holster on top of the robot. After connecting a few wires vital to their cause between the robot and camera, he stood up and said “There. Now Franklin, hold the screen. Doug, give me the controls.”
Soon, the team was all set up. They placed the robot just in front of the pipe’s entrance, propped up the small screen transmitting live footage from the camera, also being saved on a CD, and Jeremy had opened up his camp chair.
Jeremy pressed a few buttons on the remote, and the robot’s claw, perched on its front, opened and closed. It started to move forwards, into the darkness of the pipe.
A small flashlight, duct taped to the side of the camera, provided sufficient light for the camera to work effectively. The 12 boys in the robotics group circled around the screen, with Jeremy at the center. The robot rode through the sewers, as Jeremy followed a random path. Left, right, left, left, right, second left, third right, up a small incline. Past some weird stick things, and into the light!
Several of the boys gasped when they saw the screen.
A battered, iron fence sat before them, rusted and old. The gray cobblestone had moss growing on it, and small plants poking through cracks. In the distance, you could see a few tattered strands of fabric floating on the skeleton of what looked like a large tent. Even farther, one could make out through a small fog a large, metal contraption, almost like a roller coaster.
“Where is this?”
“What is this place?”
“Is this…”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“It’s… Garino Park.”
“Jeremy,” Franklin exclaimed excitedly, shaking his friend by the shoulders, “You found an entrance to Garino Park!”
“Whoa,” said Jeremy.
Garino Park was an old amusement park, built somewhere in the 1950s. It was abandoned 11 years later, and completely locked up. No one really knew why it was abandoned, only that it was, and that no one could get in. The roads no longer were safe to the grand, old gate, so one had to hike 2 miles to reach it. When they found themselves there, the wanderer would discover that not only would the front gate not budge, but the iron fence was constructed in just such a way that it was almost impossible to scale. No one had entered it since September, 1962.
“We have to tell someone.”
“No. Let’s keep this our little se-“
A small shadow passed over the screen. The jabbering boys went silent.
“What was that?”
The footage turned to static. The connection had been interrupted. The boys were quiet, just standing there.
After a brief pause, several of the boys turned and ran, screaming. Others started whispering to each other about what they thought the shadow was. Jeremy and Robert were the only ones to stay calm. Well, until Robert realized that he wouldn’t be getting the camera back.
Robert honestly believed that he would die later that night, when his parents would assuredly find out.
“Here,” Jeremy took the CD from the DVD player that had been recording the footage, “Your camera, your film.”
Robert rolled his eyes. “Like this is worth losing an expensive video camera for.”
Jeremy gave Robert a small glare. “If you don’t want it, I’ll take it.”
Robert held the CD out of Jeremy’s reach, saying “No no no no no. My camera, my footage.”
Jeremy rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Just keep it, freshman.” He never really had learned Robert’s name. To Jeremy, Robert was just freshman.
That night, Robert was grounded till school started next fall. After receiving his punishment for losing the expensive camera, his little brother Nathan took the CD from where he left it, on the kitchen table.
That night, Nathan Cadell learned the way into Garino Park.