The Killer in the Inn

A Story by ycooldog

My story is about a dragon, elf and soldier who get stuck in the snow and find there way to an Inn

It was a cold and snowy night in Hascer. The moon was shining bright with the shimmering gold stars in the background. The group of dragonights were traveling in 2ft of gleaming snow. Ahead the group saw a glowing inn with a smoking chimney showing a warm welcome.

They trudge forward with hope of a warm bed and a delicious hot soup to warm them up. When they climbed the stairs and knocked on the lion knocker. A large welcoming women (later they will find out her name is Marake) and a stout jolly man as big as santa after eating too many cookies.They were welcomed in the inn with the heat blasting at the faces warming them up instantly. The dragon, an old, tall green serpent gave the innkeeper 5 gold to spend the night with a warm meal.

As the Elf, Dragon and Soldier sat at the table they met a sailor. The sailor's name was Mete. He was a strong willed man with dark brown hair. Hoping to go to the king to get a new boat and to see his kids again before the war started. After what seemed like a notas the innkeeper came to say there rooms were ready.

All of a sudden the windows pop open with a loud bang followed with a strong gust of wind blowing out all the candles. All of them heard a man scream for help. When they lit all the candles they found the innkeeper dead with the dragon holding a bloody sword with confusion on his face. The soldier started yelling insults such as “Murderer” and “no good killer”.

The dragon said he didn’t do it ( they should've know better than to blame there only hope). The dragon started to run towards the door but the innkeeper's mom and sailor caught him. The sailor brought him into the cellar, tied him up to the brickwall and went back upstairs. He would be there till the guards came to pick him up.

When the sailor came back up he saw the Elf and Soldier simultaneously saying sorry for bringing a killer into the inn and that he will be killed when he gets to the kings court.

While cleaning the sword the Elf notices it looks awfully like the sailor’s sword. She waves that idea off not wanting another friend to be killed.

After a few notases (notas is about 45 minutes for us) of sleeping. The Elf hears a muffled scream of a women. She runs into the hallway to Marke’s room and being non raucous the whole time. She wanted to see who the killer. Without knowing the right killer some people would be put to the sword for no reason. She gets into Marke’s room. She sees a dim candle next to the bed and a lump on the floor the shape of a women. She lifts part of the blue cotton sail up and shes Marke.

“Ah” said the incredulous Elf screaming “How could this happen again”

The Elf ran downstairs to see if the dragon was still there. While she was running she wondered where was the sailor. Could he of killed both the innkeeper and Marke. Just had to wait for the right someone to show up. Instead of going to the dragon she ran to the sailor’s room.

She found the sailors room dark and smelled like dead flesh and rats. She grabbed a candle from the hallway and went in with her nose plugged. The first thing she saw was the idle sailor hanging by a noose from the ceiling. She looked down and saw a dark red chair full of dripping blood. She looked back up at the Sailor and notice his throat was cut and impossible to do to yourself. Anxiety filled her body.

The dragon woke from his sleep to the scream of the Elf. He wondered what happened to her. He tried to break free but the shackles were on pretty tight. He squinted towards the light and a saw a figure standing in the light. He hope they would understand that he isn't the killer. He tried to talk but exhaustion filled his whole body. He fell into a deep sleep as a mystery person hit him.

The dragon woke up in a dark room tied up to a chair. The chair was in the kitchen because he could see the stove. He looked around but couldn't look behind him. He hoped that was the Elf. He looked up by the stove and saw someone sitting on a barstool. The mysterious man and look just like the soldier.

The soldier felt so strong. He hadn’t killed anyone for a few months now traveling with the Elf and Dragon didn’t help. He couldn’t kill them because the Dragon hunted the food and the Elf healed them when they got hurt and made the food with special herbs. He was just there to protect them enemies showing his immunity medal. He far he killed the innkeeper, Marke, sailor and now the Dragon and Elf.

The sailor turned towards the dragon just as the dragon knocked him cold. He woke up on a cold floor with a chain to his side He looked through the daylight to see both the Dragon and Elf knocked out cold

He was confused. Who could of done this. He took his knife and boom. The door slammed open with the scientist coming in. It was all a test to see what would happen if the soldier was a killer. Slice, Slice, Slice, Slice. All this was waiting to come down to this. He had killed the scientists, Dragon and Elf. Before he could move he was shot by many Ak-47s.