It was late when he got home, which was not unusuial for Gry.
The lights were out at his house, his room mates were asleep.
His stomach churrned and he groaned in pain, he had gone to the icecream fest. Hundreds of differnt kinds of icecream and only 6 hours to try them all. Needless to say, he and his friends had stuffed themselfs full and were now suffering the consequnces.
He unlocked the door as quietly as he could and made his way to his room feeling the walls to find his way in moonlit house. ~Thunk~ "Sssssssssssssssshit" Gry cursed under his breath holding his toe and leaning against the nearest wall. After a few moments of rubbing his toe, he flipped on the light switch and was slightly dissapointed to realize that it really was his room. Looking down he could see the weights that he had stubbed his toe on... his whole room was a mess, but he didn't care, he just wanted to sleep..
Crawling into the bed he fell almost instantly to sleep, the pain in his stomach only bothering him slightly.
_Fade to black_
It was dark, and cold.
In fact, it was freezing and Gry couldn't move. All of a sudden he heard muffled noises, the chiming and clanking of cutlery on dishes, cheers of delight from young childern and what sounded like a freezer door opening.
Gry felt himself begin to move, and then stop abruptly as if put down onto somthing, again he moved, but only slightly as he heard a sliding accompanied by a light poping noise, light poured in and all Gry could see was the celing... a really big celing.. All of a sudden, a giant chocolate covered peanut looked into the hole. "Mmmm it looks good kids" it said as it drove a spoon deep into what surrouned Gry. At this point, he could feel his heart beating a mile a minuite. He was frantic to move, but it was too cold. He was now in a bowl, and had been handed off to a smaller peanut who then drove a spoon into the bowl and said "Thank you mommy, i loooovee people flavored icecream"
Gry tryed to scream but couldn't, again, it was too cold.
There was nothing he could do as he made his way, on a sliver spoon, to his doom.
Gry sat bolt upright... "What the... hell?!"
He was covered in a cold sweat and had no blankets on, his room was freezing.
Gry got up go go have a shower, mumbling to his roomie who was frying an egg; "I hate peanuts..."