Choose Your Own Adventure: The Detention Dungeon

Jeff over at The Jaded Viewer has recently come up with the best idea since wheat bread (white is highly overrated) and I definitely wanted to help his awesome idea become a reality. But for that to happen, we need the continued help of fellow bloggers or this is not going to fly...and that would be a grave waste of creativity. Please check out this post for his explanation.

Remember the Choose Your Own Adventure books from the 80's-90s? Well TJV's idea was to begin a blog version of a Choose Your Own Adventure Story he created called The Detention Dungeon. He started the story on his site and gave three options for the reader to choose from. Ryne over at The Moon is a Dead World continued the story using one path and me at ETMC continued the story below, using another path. This can be a lot of fun and allow you to flex your creative muscles all in the name of a good time.

So start reading the beginning of the story at Jaded's site, then choose your path. If your choice/decision leads you back to my blog, you have the option to continue the story on your blog and set up your own choices to continue or end the story. If you do continue the story from my site, please let me know so I can add your post's link to into the end of this post. And please link back to me and The Jaded Viewer to keep everything connected.


This is the continuation of the story if you decide to escape Mr. Lasher by going to the biology lab...


The Detention Dungeon: Lab Dogs

You and Terry decide to head into the Biology Lab to hide from Mr. Lasher.

As you enter the lab's threshold, Terry quickly shuts and locks the door behind you. Then she peeks out the bottom portion of the door's tiny window, acting as a lookout. Unfortunately, the lab is pitch black and you both fear turning on the light as it will easily give away your location.

Terry whispers, "See if one of the windows is open so we can get out of this building."
Seeing nothing in front of you except extreme darkness, you answer, "I'd love to, if I could actually see anything."

Your eyes start to get somewhat adjusted to the darkness, at least enough to see shapes of the lab tables you can maneuver around. Lines of light shine through the corners of the painted windows which establish a destination for your potential escape.

You feel around in the dark with your hands as you make your way towards the windows. A strange muffled sound distracts you. MMMPPHH! You turn towards the direction of the noise but cannot cannot make anything out. After you turn back towards your destination, your lack of vision in the blackness causes you to accidentally stumble into a lab table and then knock over an adjoining stool. THUD!

The noise alarms Terry. "Shhh! Try to not make too much noi-" She stops mid-sentence in a tone of excitement. "Come here. I think I see someone coming. Hide!" You both duck away from the door.

A figure walks by the window, peers in and then slowly walks away. You feel a brief sense of relief until you hear another weak muffled sound in the room. MMMPH!

"What is that Terry?" You hear another similar type noise that starts to make your mind play tricks on you. You know it is now or never as you bolt towards to the direction of the window once again.

The lab's windows have been painted dark gray by the school in order to maintain a scientific type of environment and allow no distractions in the room. The potential for a mishap, like a bored student burning himself due to daydreaming out the window while heating elements on a Bunsen burner for example, expose the school to many legal ramifications. When you finally reach the window and pull up, you notice that it is locked and the latch has some kind of sticky substance that disallows you to turn the crank and unlock it. What's worse is that the windows are also meshed with metal wire, so they cannot be shattered by any vandals trying to break into the school. In your unfortunate case, this also means you cannot break out of the school as well.

"Windows are jammed up and I can't open them," you whisper back. MMMPHH! Yet another muffled noise sounds off in the room again, followed by more of the same sounds. A scampering noise goes from one side of the room to the other. Even though your eyes have adjusted a little bit to the darkness, you still cannot see anything in the room.

"Ok Terry. We need to get out of this room now," you say out loud as you make your way towards the door. All of a sudden you lose your footing and fall on your back, your arms land in slime and ooze. Panic finally takes over your muscles. "Turn on the light, Terry." No response. You relaize that she has not answered you in some time. Your begins heart racing at a phenomenal speed. "Terry?! Terry! Open the do-"

"Allow me," a sinister tone interrupts. You look towards the light switch as it is activated by a strange web-like strand. Your eyes follow the strand to the distributing source, Mr. Lasher. Lasher is not the same man you are used to seeing in the halls. His head, arms and torso are normal but the legs and abdomen is that of an arachnid or some type of insectoid. His grotesque appearance sends shivers throughout your body.

Now with the lights on, you can see what you have been sharing the room with for the last few minutes. At least ten of the lab stools contain students trapped in what seems to be cocoons with green stems protruding from their foreheads and into an object at the center of the room. At the center of the room is some type of portal, a glassy and misty vortex that glimmers pulsating hues of purple, green and red. In zombie-like expressions, the students' eyes pulse the exact same hues as that coming out of the vortex, their mouths are full black liquid as they try to speak. That was the muffled sounds you heard moments ago.

Lasher's insectoid legs hinge and spread out across the room as if he were ready to pounce on you in a moment's notice. The pointed end of one of his legs flicks at a nearby student's forehead stem. Then he looks back at you.

"I've always said that it only takes a good day in detention to make a bad student strive to be at the head of the class." He follows his creepy pun with a deep demonic-like bellow of laughter. "Looks like Terry's going to beat you to it."

You see Terry lying unconscious in a stool close by, with one of the unattached stems coming out of the portal and slowly crawling towards her. As the stem slithers on the lab table to get closer to her head, you notice it rests just above a Bunsen burner.

There still might be a chance to grab Terry as the cocoon has not fully engulfed her figure and locked her down. Lasher grins evilly at you exposing his almost shark-like rows of razor teeth. Running out the door is also a great option in your mind, because attempting to save Terry might equal both of your demises. Plus you might be able to regroup and get some help against this nightmare.Then again, Lasher has extreme quickness, trapping web-like substances that can instantly tie you up and an exertion of confidence that he has you right where he wants you. You have always been known as a good negotiator among your friends, so maybe your gift of gab can be used to negotiate for your lives - the hope being that Lasher will accept your cooperation in exchange for free passage to leave. He has 10 specimens, so what's a lousy two more going to hurt?


Turn on the Bunsen burner to singe the stem and escape with Terry [insert blog here]

Make a break for the door and escape the lab to get some help against Lasher [insert blog here]

Find out what Lasher wants and negotiate you and Terry's release [insert blog here]



Again, if you continue the story, please let me know so I can add your link. But make sure to link back to the Jaded Viewer and myself to continue the story and keep it alive.