Dungeon Man Novels & Stories

Could you play the next part of the video and zoom in on the man's face, please? The staff did what I asked. When the picture stopped, I said slowly, "This isn't my dad, Jethro. It's my personal driver, Daniel Chapman."

I rounded the corner towards my bedroom unzipping my dress along the way, when suddenly a very naked man walked out of the bathroom dripping wet. We both got a fright upon seeing each other. "Who the hell are you?"He shouted. He held the knot on his towel that was covering him from the waist down. I'm guessing he's Michelle's Boss. I held my dress against my body feeling nervous to be around a man again."I'm Emi-I mean I'm Kate. Just Kate!"

[DUNGEON - DIMLY LIT AND DANK CELL] The dungeon is a grim and shadowy place, the walls lined with cold, damp stones that seem to seep misery. Meagia was laying on the floor with dishevelled hair and eyes filled with desperation, slowly regaining consciousness on a cold, stone floor. Her eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim light filtering in from a small, barred window high above.

I wonder exactly how many were found as I follow Dimitri to the Dungeon. Dungeon is a pretty accurate word. It's a stone underground bunker made of stone. No matter how much it's cleaned, it's always foul smelling. The walls always look wet. The floors are the only thing that looks halfway clean and there's blood stains on most of them. Dimitri leads me into one of the rooms that I've used to torture men before. I don't like to do it but some days it is necessary. Today is one of those days.

He fell with a wheeze, then his gun skidding across marble. I pressed my back to the wall, heart steady, breathing measured. "Two intruders down inside the manor," I said into comms. "Possible team of four to six total. Intent is confirmed, they're here for Miss Dankworth." "Roger," Harris replied. "We've got movement along the eastern hedge. Engaging now." I sprinted back toward the grand staircase. Jane appeared again at the top landing, pale but determined now. Lance was beside her now, holding an old revolver like it was part of his bloodline. The old man got balls I gave him that.

Maybe the evil ones have gone away for some work, and this one nice person will help me escape? But deep down in my mind, I know that it is wishful thinking and I that I am just holding on to the fringes of hope, but that is really all I can do. Hope is toxic, I have already established that, but it is all I am left with now. My vulnerable eyes watch as a man dressed in an all black outfit enters into the dungeon through thick metal rod gates which resemble the ones in police jail cells. He isn't really as hunky and muscular as I expected him to be. But then again, he doesn't have to be the head of this group or pack.

- Bhlezy "yup"- Dessa "I have a little knowledge but I want to be clear"- Kaye Timot nods to this sudden question "in simple word, a dungeon is a place or stage, that consist of monster, treasure, and bosses but it is not easy"- Timot "So does it mean that we cleared two dungeons already?"- Bobby "that's right Uncle Bobby"- Timot "but come to think of it, if any of us are not here, maybe we are all died"- Jimboy

"This is the dungeon for people with great sin. Once you enter here, it will be difficult for you to get out. You have ended two days in the silent dungeon. And now I'm taking you to the dark dungeon. And if you're still alive after five days I'll move you to the bottom of the dungeon until you go crazy and die. You better start praying, that someone will help you. If no one takes pity on you, you will die here. And will be included in the missing person in the outside world." I gulped nervously and my chest throbbed even harder. "What's in the bottom of the dungeon? " I asked the man nervously. "Dead, fear, emptiness, and death" The man's answer was simple but scary. I just imagining it but

He smiled and stretched his hand for a handshake, “I am Duncan Mann. I'm sure you know who I am and ah, I know where exactly I am. I came looking for you.” “I don't know who you are,” I told him vaguely. “That's impossible,” the first man cut in. “How could you claim not to know Duncan Mann, the CEO of Duck Entertainment. That is impossible, Miss Martinez.” “Chill bro,” I turned to the second man. “It seems you must be his subordinate. I thought you would have introduced him as Lord Duncan, Alpha of Duck… wait, duck! You mean you are the CEO of the ducks.” Duncan was offended. He was glaring at me. I began to laugh at him now, this excited me.

I look into the window and muttered, “The man has some similarity with Cat. Did you see his face?” “Yeah, the facial feature was too similar, but it could be a coincidence, so let’s not make any assumption for now.” Zephyr warned me and he drove in silence for a while. After we have arrived at the hideout, I took Cattleya into her bedroom, while Zephyr took the mysterious man into the dungeon. We do have a dungeon, although probably not in the medieval style, like some human thought about mystic blood lifestyle. The dungeon is for the lab and also to keeping people that were probably our enemy or intruder.