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The normal, eerie feel near the manor is nothing compared to the same area in the Death Zone.
You feel your robes start to move with the wind, as you approach the doors. You try to push your way in, yet the door doesn’t budge.

You push harder, yet with no prevail. At long last, you give up trying and resort to force. You lift your scythe upwards over your head, and you feel the fire in your eyes again. You slash forward, slicing the door in half, leaving splinters flying through the air towards the tree.

The remaining splinters found their ways into the ground or in the tree trunks nearby, and you continue your way in. You notice the paintings on your right- hand side, and see the pastel design etched into the picture. You decide that they were probably one of the many owners of the mansion.

You look at the empty, black staircase with hallow eye sockets, observing the cobwebs that made their way across the banisters. The complicated design of the cobwebs seemed to make their way into every nook and cranny in the entire complex design of the crude staircase.

The peeling paint on the walls revealed many different beams for support, many rusty and broken from the amount of time spent there. You still make your way throughout the manor, observing every single detail as you go along, making sure that nothing gets by you.

You make your way into the hallways, yet find nothing. You start to get annoyed, and retrace your steps to the old staircase. You place your bony foot on the staircase, and hear a loud creaking sound.

You stepped again to another step, and the same sound occurred. The same process continued until you made it to the top step, and looked around to see an old room, with a brown and dusty wooden floor, with spiders and rats littered around the area.

The area smelled of death, and the awkward smell lingered around the long abandoned room. You still felt the eminence of absence, but still continued to rummage throughout the room.

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The soul was nowhere to be found, so you climb down the creaky old staircase to arrive at the hallways. You walked through the hallways, and find yet another staircase, adding to the complex build of the entire manor. You climb down the staircase, to see rocks littered around the floor, and candles set up as if to worship something.

In the middle of the room stood a lone coffin that seemed to have not been opened for decades. The dust covered the entire first layer of the coffin, and you still felt life throughout the area. You felt that there was something there, living yet dead at the same time.

Slow breathing echoed through the room, just audible in the area. It seemed to be coming from the coffin. You slowly lumber yourself to the coffin, looking at the odd etchings designed into the exterior of the coffin’s door.

You examine the designs, but don’t seem to interpret the language. You grasp the edge of the coffin, and think for a moment, about whether to open it or not. In an inner debate, something screamed out to not open the coffin, for something dark and evil was lurking inside.

At long last, you decide to tug your arms upwards, and lift the cover off the coffin. The cover was heavier than you thought, but without glancing at the inside of the coffin, you place the cover down near your pitch black robes.

Even in your Reaping form, you still feel some kind of heart, some kind of conscience that is persuading you to not look inside the coffin. Even in this form, you still feel your emotions, the pulsing heart that is loud enough to hear throughout the room.

Fear. That was the only word to describe the situation. Thoughts spread around your mind, setting a tone of mayhem throughout the innards of your skull. At long last, you decide to look into the coffin. Expecting to see something leap out at you, you were instead greeted to the sight of a long maze. It seemed almost like a labyrinth, with twisting turns and dead ends.

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You climb down into the dark maze, looking at your surroundings. Suddenly, a loud BOOM echoed throughout the room, and the startling noise forced your head to turn in its direction. You look up, and see that the cover of the coffin is now on top of the coffin!

“How is that possible? I know that I placed the coffin lid on the ground! How did it get up on top of the coffin again?” you think to yourself.

With a nervous approach you walk your way throughout the maze, expecting to see some kind of monster leap out at you at every single turn. The walls were made of solid concrete, and the ground was littered with dead rats and other vermin.

Everything was silent, until you made it toward one of the dead ends. On the wall of one of the dead ends was a soul of a former human, hung onto the wall with chains. His chains were linked to the walls, all connecting to his limbs.

His head was hung down, avoiding your gaze. You approach him with caution, and wonder if this was the soul that Zamorak was talking about. You come closer, and observe the beautiful and majestic view of a soul. The soul was in the exact form of a human, except the skin, muscle, and bone were replaced with a ghostly pale white, nearly mist. While the outer appearance was quite a sight, the view of seeing it chained to a wall was disgusting.

You approach the soul, and it didn't meet your eyes. It kept its head down, as if it were ashamed. You stood practically right in front of it, and still it did not move.

You lift its head up, and see that the face was completely torn apart, filled with deep scars that trailed all the way down to its neck, where the worst part was yet to be seen. On its neck were two large slashes, almost bite marks, which sank into the soul’s ghostly figure.

The two slashes almost seemed to be formed from two teeth, and this appeared to be very familiar. You were interrupted in your thoughts by a loud, piercing scream.

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“No!! Please! Oh Saradomin no! Please!! Please, oh please no!! I can’t… No!"

The voice sounded human, yet a bit ghostly. The echoes of the voice were cut off however, when you heard a loud hiss. The being screamed once more, then silence. You approach the site of horror, coming closer and closer. The closer you got the more screams you heard.

You heard tortured souls of all kinds, and all races were struggling. Souls of orks, giants, goblins, humans, dwarves, and elves were all screaming in the midst of a hellhole.

You approach the site, and you manage to see a giant door, that if pushed, would lead into the source of the screaming. Your heart raced like never before, never ceasing to relinquish fear throughout your body. After much inner pressure, you decide to push the door open, revealing a sight that you will regret for the rest of your life.

END OF CHAPTER 2.1.

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Chapter 2.2: Of Teeth and Bones

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You approach the site, and you manage to see a giant door, that if pushed, would lead into the source of the screaming. Your heart raced like never before, never ceasing to relinquish fear throughout your body. After much inner pressure, you decide to push the door open, revealing a sight that you will regret for the rest of your life.

When you opened the doors, you looked inside, and saw a large room, with solid concrete grey walls, with chains and other metallic objects scattered around the room. The floor was the same as the labyrinth- dusty and dirty. However, the walls were a different story.

On the walls hung souls of many different races, all being chained to the wall like you saw the human soul. Pleading voices of humans, elves, dwarves, orks, and many other creatures screamed throughout the maze, sending chills down your spine. The howling of the creatures was caused for one reason, and perhaps the scariest reason of all.

In the middle of the room, right in front of one of the Elven souls stood a creature, that looked much like a vampire. The creature was obviously a soul, distinctively deciphered from the outer appearance.
The creature was in the same form of a vampire, with pale white ghostly material, and vicious teeth protruding from the vampire’s mouth. Suddenly, a flashback occurred in your mind.


You climbed down the staircase, observing the sturdy build of the coffin. Your shining steel armor glimmered against the candles illuminating the room. You walked towards the coffin, cautiously opening it, expecting an attack. A vampire leapt out at you, clawing at your armor. You parry it away with your mithiril longsword, and stab again and again at the creature, not stopping until it was dead. You lunge one last time, and the creature shrieked with fury. You whip out the stake, and drive it into the vampire’s heart.

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The vampire screeched, and it stared at you with blank, yellow eyes. The creature collapsed, and fell to the floor in a heap of green blood. You couldn’t wait to tell Morgan! “Count Draynor has been slain.”


The creature was Count Draynor! You remembered your visits with Morgan, plotting ways to rid the vampire out of the long abandoned mansion. When you killed him, he wasn’t exactly dead.

His soul flew to the Death Zone, and found its way back into the manor. Suddenly, the elf screamed, “Please! Please no! Don’t do this! I am part of the council in the land of elves! The elves will have you killed, I swear of it.”

Just then, the soul of Count Draynor hissed, and lunged at the elf. The elf’s muscles started to bulge with effort, and veins wrapped around the elf’s strong build. The elf let out a brave scream, and broke the chains that surrounded his wrists.

The chains fell to the floor, rattling around near Count Draynor’s feet. “You can’t esssscape. I will kill you. You will not essssscape, you will die!" screamed the soul of Count Draynor, echoing throughout the massive dungeon.

“I refuse to go down! I will fight to the death!” screamed the elf. The elf reached for the quiver on his back, pulling out an arrow. He ripped out his bow from his leather belt, and strung the arrow on the bowstring.

He held his hands back, his steady blue eyes glaring at the creature in front of him. He was wearing a green hat, which pointed upwards toward the stalactites on the roof. The entire green outfit of the elf was easily visible in the dull Death Zone, standing out against the grayish environment.

The green torso, outlined with a feathery white material that followed all the way to the cuffs of his sleeves, which were pulled back to reveal a soft interior of the shirt, probably made of fur.

His pants were the same, with a green build to them, neatly stitched together with a fine crafting skill.

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His shoes were a leathery brown, which was about the only part of his outfit that didn't stand out. His blond hair was long and straight, and went to about shoulder length. His face was sharp and serious, with veins pulsing on his forehead from effort.

The sharp edges of his face added to the dramatic scenario, and his emotionless blue eyes were the finishing touch, staring right at the vampire. His body was slightly transparent, but not as much as the other souls.

Then, the battle began. The elf ran with lightning speed at Count Draynor, who was also slightly transparent. The elf dashed with athleticism, one foot in front of the other.

The vampire rose and hovered in the air, facing in the elf’s direction. The vampire flashed its long fangs, dripping an odd liquid on the floor. The silvery liquid was dripping on the floor, and seemed to make everything around it completely immaculate.

The vampire flew towards the elf, and tried to scratch at his eyes. The elf dodged quickly to the side, and made a quick side-step with his feet, and punched with all his might.

The blow rippled across the vampire’s face, sending him flying across the room. The vampire crashed into a nearby wall, sending cracks riding up to the middle of the wall.

You feel helpless watching, but you keep your feet planted to the ground; you dare not get involved. The vampire swiftly recovered, and tried yet another lunge attempt at the elf. The elf leaped up over the vampire, clearing a span of about a six foot leap.

The elf was about to turn around when the vampire quickly used its claws to slash across the elf's neck, opening a gaping wound. Red blood poured out onto the floor, as the elf winced in pain.

He knew there was no time to lose however, and maneuvered himself to face the vampire. He held his bow in his hand, and with anger, Count Draynor lunged at the elf yet again. The elf let the bowstring go, sending the arrow flying through the air.

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The projectile hit the vampire on the arm, pouring a greenish liquid around the area. The vampire hissed and tried yet again to scratch, but with no success as the elf whipped around and kicked the vampire on his cheek.

The vampire doubled over on the floor, rolling over and stopping near the wall. The vampire hissed and started to roll around in pain. Count Draynor flashed his teeth, and recovered himself from the blow.

The elf sprinted at him and made a small hop in the air, spinning around in a full circle and letting his foot loose out of a curl in an attempt to knock the vampire over in his momentum.

The vampire dodged it, as he somersaulted out of the way, and leapt up towards the elf, letting his claws rip throughout the elf’s back. The elf screamed in pain, and collapsed to the floor.

“That’s it! I’m done watching! I can’t hold my promise to Zamorak if it means watching this. I’ve slain you once Count Draynor, I can do it again!” you scream.

The vampire whirled around to face you, its yellow eyes gleaming throughout the room. The vampire let out a fierce hiss, and ran towards you. You fly out of the way, letting your scythe dangle by your side.

You quickly turn around to face him, and pull out your scythe. You carry the scythe by your side, running at him with full force. The vampire followed suit, and lunged at you with enormous claws. You make a bit of a stumble, and the vampire takes advantage.

It unleashes fury upon you, digging its claws into your ribs. You scream in pain, wincing at the piercing blow. You fall to the floor, and can’t get the vampire off you. The vampire stays hooked to your ribs, and you make desperate attempts to get him off of you.

You roll around on the floor, but to no prevail. The vampire digs deeper, and you howl out in pain. You try to stand up, but the vampire’s strong claws bring you back down. You squirmed around on the floor, trying to release the vampire’s hold.

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The vampire retracts its claws from your ribs, and grasps your skull in its hands. “Now, you die!!” screamed Count Draynor. It sunk its claws into your skull, and everything started to grow dark. Your vision faded, and everything became blurry.

Suddenly, you hear a loud piercing scream by the vampire. With a lot of effort, you look up to see the vampire looking up towards the ceiling, screaming. The vampire’s screech was unlike anything you’ve ever heard.

The shriek echoed throughout the entire room, and it fell to the floor, its claws lodged in your skull. You cholericly grasp his body, and feel a liquid substance start to flow around your hands.

You throw him across the room, and the vampire flew into the concrete wall, sending the entire wall crumbling down upon the vampire, shattering him into a mist. The mist rose upwards and away, floating through the ceiling of the dungeon and beyond.

You look towards the direction of the elf, and are surprised to see the elf standing up, holding a bow, lines of worry across his face.

“The poor hell creature never saw it coming. When it had you, I recovered enough to be able to stand up. While the creature was focused on you, I shot one of my arrows, and it was a direct hit into its back. Are you alright?” asked the elf.

“Yes, I do believe I’m okay. If that vampire had held me any longer, I would probably not be here right now. I must know your name,” you say.

“My name is Cëril, and yours?”

“I suppose you can call me The Grim Reaper,” you respond.

“Nice to meet you. May I ask why you’re down here?” Cëril asked.

“I am a follower of Zamorak, and I was assigned a new job, to reap the souls of the Death Zone. I will spare yours, since I am in eternal gratitude for saving my life. I’m sorry, but for those chained on the walls, I must reap them.”

“I understand,” Cëril responded.

You walked over to the souls chained on the walls, and held your scythe high in the air.

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The ork soul stared helplessly at you, but you showed no emotion. You sliced across the creature’s head, letting its head fall to the floor, and after a few rolls, it transformed into mist and floated upwards and away. You did the same for every creature, and by then you felt like crying, but held your tears back.

“I must go back to Zamorak, would you like to come with me?” you ask.

“Absolutely, but do you think that Zamorak will spare me as well?” Cëril asked.

“If he doesn’t, I will make sure of it.”

You then walked with Cëril out of the wretched dungeon of the Death Zone, and walked on your way into the horizon.

END OF CHAPTER 2.2

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