The cursed volcano (By Ethan)

     A lone volcano stands on an island. It has long since been extinct, but It is still a volcano that no one dares venture to, because it is cursed by the inhabitants of it; they are really cursed rocks.

Once, an explorer went on top of the volcano and looked down into it. But it was very old and crumbly, so of course the explorer fell in. As he plummeted in, he noticed lots of ledges with gray blurs moving on them. He fell still further, and saw, to his shock, what looked like a bright cyan fan whirling underneath him, but it was completely silent. Just as it looked like he would be dashed to pieces in the fan, He stopped, just inches above its center. The space under the fan was hollow, and lit with a light. And, there, staring up at him, was another group of the strange gray blob-like creatures that had been moving around on the ledges he had seen earlier.

Then the leader of the gang (or so the explorer thought) said “We have another visitor. Quick, Free him!!” and with a loud bang, the fan exploded as three cannonballs hit it.

The explorer got angry and stood up, brushing the dirt from his clothes, and said “Now, wait a moment! Where exactly are you taking---” BANG! One of the gray blob creatures shot another three cannonballs toward what looked like half of a wooden cage holding rocks from the inside of the volcano that had fallen from the wall. The cage cracked and split, causing the rocks to tumble into the opening where the fan used to be.

      They went on down a large tunnel that was dimly lit by torches. Soon, they came to a halt in front of a wooden door which bore a skull made of obsidian, with rubies for eyes. Then, the leader approached the door and knocked three times on it. It was then that the explorer noticed that the blobs did everything in groups of three. They had shot the fan and the rock cage with three successive cannonballs each. They each had three long, slender gray hairs growing out of the top of their heads. they even had three legs and three hands each, and inhaled and exhaled three seconds each. They had knocked three times on the skull door, and when they entered, they saw a blob king sitting on a throne with three armrests and three footrests, and the blobs escorted the explorer, lined up into three lines, and each line jumped three times simultaneously to show respect to their king. Then, they showed him the explorer. The king pointed to their left, and they followed in the direction he had mentioned.

       There, the explorer saw another door, this one made of steel with three bolts made of iron on it. The blobs opened the door, forced him into it, and tied him with three iron chains, two to his arms and one to his leg (they left the other leg free), and left the room, ignoring his shouts of “Let me go!” But through all this ordeal, he saw three 3-by-3 windows, each with three bars set into the sills. They were all on the door, and placed three inches away from one another. Looking through the topmost window, he watched the blobs moving away, and then he distinctly heard them say “Imagine the look on his face when we turn him into a blob.” The explorer froze. Uh-oh, he thought, desperately wanting help. They’re going to turn me into a blob!!!  

       And blob he did become, and now he lives at the bottom of the volcano, capturing people and turning them into blobs with the others. And that is why you should NEVER, EVER visit this volcano!