Number Eight

The fight or flight instinct kicks in big time and you decide to put a little of that tie kwan doe training into practice.  You elbow the monster's hairy chest and they drop you like a sack of potatoes, you roll under its massive legs and then plant your feet on its backside.  You push with all your might, and topple it to the ground.  You grab a broomstick that you see lying nearby and bring it down on the cretins head.  You hear a ghastly cracking noise and once again everything is still.  You cheek to make sure the thing is still breathing and then you keep going.  You see the moonlight streaming in from a window just ahead and you follow it.  You reach what looks like a kitchen and try the back door.  It won't open.  You notice it's been padlocked and begin looking around  for a key.  You look under the mat and find it there.  You think it's a little weird that someone would hide a key one the inside of a house, but you slip it into the lock and turn it.  A loud click sounds throughout the house and you let out a sigh of relief when nothing seems to have stirred.  You open the door and let yourself out, closing the door behind you.  You race to the front of the house and high five your friend.  

To pick ending #1 turn to the blog entry titled "Number 10"

To pick ending #2 turn to the blog entry titled "Number 11"

To pick ending #3 turn to the blog entry titled "Number 12"