Group+C

This page is for Group C only:
 * 1) **Rembert**
 * 2) **Sharma**
 * 3) **Simmons**
 * 4) **Smith**
 * 5) **Sutley**
 * 6) **Thames**
 * 7) **Walden**
 * 8) **Washington**
 * 9) **Wilson**

=** Editing this page ended on 9/20/11 (see assignment). The page was locked on 9/27/11. **= =What was That Thing?=


 * Tom Cat was smiling, with a tail hanging out of his mouth. It was a toothy grin, the kind you would see on a possum that had just eaten a sack of persimmons. The thing was wigglin' and scared me to death when it twisted sideways and peeped through the space between Tom Cat's two front teeth. Its eyes were squinted and red, and when I screamed, Tom Cat's mouth flew open and you should've seen...**

how big the rat was that he was holding inside his mouth. The rat actually looked comfortable, as if it was not in any danger. It was clear that Tom Cat was not holding this rat for dinner. I asked Tom Cat, "What is your friend’s name?" Smiling once more, Tom spit out the rat and replied "Dumb Rat!" My attention immediately shifted to the rat, which was now lying on the ground covered in saliva. “Are you ok?” I asked. The rat simply nodded, yes. I wondered where they were headed and why wasn’t the rat walking instead of riding in the mouth of Tom. Instead of asking this direct question, I decided to begin conversation and hopefully my question would get answered. jsmith

I began the conversation by asking, "Where are you going on this cool, autumn evening?" The two haughty animals just kept walking ahead of me without saying a word. This made me more curious than before. So, I kept asking questions, and they kept walking. Every now and then they would both just look back at me with an impassiveness that made me even more curious than before. All of the sudden I realized that we had been walking for about an hour and nothing was looking familiar anymore. I told the two animals, "You know that tonight is Halloween, right?" "You know a lot of crazy things happen in our town on Halloween," I exclaimed. I was really starting to get anxious not knowing what awaited us in the future, but I still had a burning curiosity to follow the animals. Then, at that very moment. . .MSutley

I heard a loud rustling in the trees beside our path! Darting through the undergrowth was a blur of movement. All I could see was a large, black shadow and fiery eyes lit by the setting sun. Worse than the presence of an unknown object was the eerie whistling that I heard. "What was that thing?" I asked Tom Cat and Dumb Rat. There was no answer, so I turned around to ask the question again. They were gone! Goose bumps jumped out all over my arms. Here I was, in an unfamiliar place, alone, in the dark, looking for a scaredy cat and a scaredy rat. As I stood there trying to decide what to do, a second shape, larger than the first, dashed behind the trees. "What was That thing?" I asked the air around me. Instead of whistling, this thing gave off an... KWilson

untamed cry that shivered me to the bone. I was instantly frozen with fear, unable to talk or walk. I felt like I had forgotten how to breath, as if I was underwater. My mind started reeling, and I wasn't sure if I had really seen two creatures, or if the one I heard first had just come closer, but I really didn't want to find out! Then I heard a faint whisper say, "Get down". I looked down but could see nothing in the darkness. "Get down, Stupid", came a voice even louder. I dropped to my knees as softly as I could, trying to avoid the crackling of leaves or twigs, and edged my body slowly toward a large bush in the direction I had heard the whispers. I could feel someone or something tugging my pants leg as I got closer to the bush's leaves. I realized it was Tom Cat and Dumb Rat. As my bent body joined them under the bush, I could tell by their expressions that they were just as scared as I was. The three of us sat in silence for a long while, until..... rwalden

a loud, cackle broke out- almost identical to Vincent Price in that Michael Jackson song. The three of us looked at one another in sheer terror. No one dared speak, for we knew that we were goners. The laugh continued for what seemed like forever, but then finally stopped. Tom Cat and Dumb Rat looked at me desperately with wide eyes. At that very moment, we seemed to know exactly what to do without even saying a word. In an instant, we jumped out of the bush and began running towards an old, deserted house. It had been empty for years and was surely locked, but at this point it was our only hope. From what I could tell, the "creature" wasn't yet chasing after us, but that certainly didn't mean that we were safe. By the time we reached the front door of the old house we were all gasping for breath. I reached for the door knob, said a quick prayer in my head, and ... BThames

felt someone or something touch my shoulder! I screamed and turned to meet my demise. Then, in a sigh of relief saw the neighbor's dog, a Great Dane named Darcy. Darcy asked, "what in the world are you three doing so far from home?" Darcy continued, "I've been following you for over an hour. I noticed you leaving the street, and I was curious to see where you were going at such an accelerated pace." At that moment, Tom Cat and Dumb Rat peeped around from the corner of the old house with a look of fearful concern on their faces. Tom Cat and Dumb Rat wiped the sweat from their brow and were exceedingly relieved to see Darcy. Darcy asked the two crazy characters, "Where have you two been, and why are you so scared?" Well, dumb rat had jumped on Tom Cat's back and Tom Cat had run up the nearest and tallest tree. I said, "thanks for feeding me to the wolves, guys!" . . .MSutley

Despite the relief I felt from knowing the fiery eyed creature was really Darcy, I was still chilled by the mysterious events of the night. I pushed with great effort to open the house´s large wooden door that was jarred by age and disrepair. The gust of autumn air disturbed the thick layers of dust that occupied every surface of the deserted house. The swirls of dust and the last rays of the evening sun created a fog that obscured our vision. As the dust resettled, Tom Cat, Dumb Rat, Darcy and I began exploring the house. Each room was filled with furniture – even the formal dining table was set for a dinner party with a center-piece long withered and lifeless. The jolting sound of the out-of-tune piano rattled the house as Dumb Rat scurried across the keys. “Dumb Rat, watch where you´re going! You scared –-,” Tom Cat was interrupted by a thundering crash and a spray of broken glass from the parlor window. In the shadowy light of dusk, we saw… LSimmons

a short, squat figure no more than four feet tall. As I lit a candle from the dining room table, my little brother's face came into view. "Sigmund! What are you doing?" I cried. "I tried to tell you before you left the house," he shouted. I shouted back, "Tell me what?" "Didn't you find it a little strange that these animals were talking?" As Sigmund voiced his question, I noticed that Tom Cat, Dumb Rat, and Darcy had all gathered into a tight cluster, like a group of ninja warriors. "Get behind me," Sigmund warned. "Get behind you? But you're just a kid!" Sigmund laughed, "That's what you think. Watch this!" Before I could move, Sigmund...KWilson

had transformed himself into some sort of superhero/alter ego- I barely recognized him! He was twice his normal size and didn't look like the kind of guy you'd want to mess with. Sigmund must have been able to read my mind at that very moment, because as soon as I opened my mouth to speak he suddenly cut me off and said that he'd explain everything later. I Idecided it wise to do as Sigmund had instructed and move behind him. Lucky I did, for the next thing I knew, Tom Cat, Dumb Rat and Darcy were coming towards us with their teeth glaring. "What in the world is going on?" I shouted. The three traitors all spoke in unison...BThames

saying "We are hungry!" "We are not FOOD," I yelled, as I began running in the opposite direction. Sigmund stood his ground, pulling out a long sword and fighting toe to toe with the trio. His skills amazed me! I never would have thought that my own little brother was a super hero, but whoever thought cats and rats would talk. After running until I was breathing heavier than Shaq after being chased by two pit bulls, I stopped to see how Sigmund was holding up. To my surprise they were still fighting. I began to feel bad so with a burst of speed, I darted back to help. As I got in arms reach I took a big swing at Tom Rat and missed. I fell to the ground face first in embarrassment. Dumb Rat mounted me, punching me several times. Next thing I knew Sigmund was shaking me waking me up out of a deep sleep! "What happened?," I asked. Trying not to laugh too hard, Sigmund said that I was knocked out cold by Dumb Rat. I was furious, but very happy that it was all over at the same time. Sigmund helped me up and started to tell me all about him and his secrets.....JSmith

of being a vampire slayer. I sat dumbfounded. I didn't even know animals could be vampires, much less that my little brother possibly had it in him to slay a vampire. The memory of him fighting Tom Cat, Dumb Rat & Darcy was surreal, and I could not get the image of the shining sword Sigmund had used out of my head. He seemed to pull the sword out of nowhere and it was shimmering, almost glowing, as he slashed it back and forth. "What was that thing?", I asked, "And where did it come from?" Sigmund reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out his pocket knife our grandfather had given him last year. I had one just like it at home, but had never even opened it up. He opened the small knife and it instantly turned into the amazing shining sword he had fought with. Sigmund proceeded to tell me the story of how he had discovered his calling to be a vampire slayer. One day he had been playing in the woods, carving sticks and the next thing he knew...... RWalden

he was face-first in the dirt. Bewildered by the hard blow that knocked him over, and unable to see anyone around, Sigmund grabbed the pocket knife he was using to carve sticks and prepared to defend himself; however, Sigmund had no idea how to defend himself or what he was defending himself from. He unsteadily turned in circles looking for the assailant. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to Sigmund, he heard the crunching of leaves behind him. As he looked over his shoulder, he saw a pig with fiery eyes and snarling teeth. Before Sigmund could decide to run or fight, the pig spoke, “… LSimmons

and said, "Oops, sorry about that friend. I didn't mean to knock you down." Sigmund was baffled by the sight of the talking pig. He had heard of the impossibility of a flying pig, but not a talking one. "That's okay," he replied. "I'm alright." Sigmund was still confused by the whole situation. Did he bump his head? Was he dreaming? Did he eat a wild mushroom? As he pondered the unusual situation, he couldn't help but notice that the pig's eyes were fixated on his pocket knife. Finally Sigmund broke the uncomfortable silence and asked, "Mr. Pig, what's your name, and what are you doing so close to my house?" "My name isn't important Sigmund." replied the pig. "Just tell me where you got that knife." Sigmund was about to respond, but it struck him as odd that this mysterious pig know his name. "Who told you my name!" he yelled. ...BRembert

"I make it a point to know the name of anyone in possession of THAT", said the pig, pointing at Sigmund's new knife. When Sigmund looked down he saw his knife had turned into a shimmering sword. The glow of the sword seemed to penetrate his mind, and he instinctively knew what he had to do. He and the pig both dove for the sword at the same time, but he got there first. He raised the sword, and...... RWalden

At that particular moment Sigmund felt lot of supernatural power in his body and with loud and furious voice he declared himself as a “HE MAN”.The pig sat down on his knees and said “Majesty, What’s an order for me?” Sigmund (HE MAN) replied you need to go and fetch me Tom Cat, Dumb Rat and Darcy.They are traitors and I need to settle scores with them because they took my brother to the woods and were about to kill him. The pig answered yes Majesty and ran to find Tom cat, Dumb rat and Darcy in the woods. But when he reached the woods at the old house pig saw...........SSharma