Vegeta and the White Woman2


Sorry that I'm only now writing on but had a lot to do




Vegeta still couldn't decide. "Ehne Mene Moo and you're out," he said as Vegeta took turns pointing from the door to the stairs. "The stairs?" he wondered when he finally pointed to it. "Nope" he opened the door and entered a room. It was a large room, almost a hall. From the outside the castle looked old and brittle but from the inside. There were long tables in the hall, with the tables it looked as if it were a hall for celebrations. There were chairs at the tables, nicely padded with red fabric. The walls, however, were cold and black. The floor looked more inviting, it was made of wood. "Looks strange," thought Vegeta and walked across the hall. Until now it was calm and light. But slowly night fell. He looked at the dark, cold walls. Vegeta walked slowly on. He was sweating and suddenly stopped. There was something, something dripping, like a tap of water that someone hadn't screwed on properly."Are there any faucets here," Vegeta wondered. He looked at the door suspiciously and a little scared. Slowly got going again, the sun was almost gone. Shortly before the door he stopped, there was a jingling sound like a bunch of keys falling to the floor. But that couldn't be, or like chains. Maybe someone was trapped here and is desperately trying to break free. Vegeta caught her breath. He opened the door slowly. Vegeta peeked through the small crack, but there was nothing. Then he opened the door all the way. Now Vegeta was back in a long, never-ending corridor. The floor was light blue and the walls cold and black as before, but there are paintings of young and old men and women. Vegeta stopped in front of a picture. It was a young woman, she had a white dress and fair skin, her eyes were light blue and her lips blood red. It looked so beautiful, as if it were alive, but it was basically just a painting.Vegeta broke away from the picture with the pretty woman on it and walked on. Now he had a queasy feeling. As if he were going to fall. Vegeta stared down at his feet. A trap door opened beneath him and he opened a lot. Vegeta held on to the floor with his hands so he wouldn't fall because he couldn't fly here. Something grabbed his leg and pulled Vegeta down. He landed hard. The door closed and the rest of the light faded. Vegeta's mouth was dry, where was he, why can't he fly, what's stopping him? A cold chill ran down Vegeta's spine. He heard a howl, like a wolf, but still human. > Was that a werewolf? he asked himself, but was that possible without a full moon? Where Vegeta was now, he couldn't even see his own hand in front of his eyes. But Vegeta had to get out of here. Slowly he felt his way on. "Outch" he yelled. Vegeta bumped into something. He felt his way forward. it was a flight of stairs. "Fortunately," he sighed.But Vegeta felt a warm breath on his neck. There was something behind him. His throat was drying up. Fear crept up in him, something he didn't know yet, at least not that extreme. Vegeta was sweating, but he was also cold. Slowly he turned around. It was gone. A sigh. Then, step by step, Vegeta climbed the stairs. There was a door in front of him, and he felt it. He looked for the knob and soon found it. Now Vegeta was standing in a corridor, quite dark, but candles were burning on the cold walls. The floor here was purple. > What do the colors mean and what is going on here? Which one should I take? Veget asked himself.




Ask you, which side should he take? The


a left side


or


b the right side


The decision is up to you which way Vegeta should take.

Jana