Ellis begins to write almost immediately after hearing the directions. He already had this idea running in his head, so it would be good to get some of the basics down in this 10 minute horror story exercise.

Recently, he watched _I’ll Always Know What You Did Last Summer_ and it was not good! Awful even. But the setting of the opening scene was interesting.

An amusement park. Lots of hiding places. Lots of people. Lots of potential bodies.

Perfect for a slasher.

He takes the setting and he details one that is inspired by Warner’s Park, which is close to campus. Never having been to any other one, it felt like a good idea to use elements of the park.

Brielle keeps tapping her pencil behind him and he is a bit annoyed. He almost says something but then she starts to actually write. Thankfully. He breathes a sigh of relief.

Continuing to detail the setting and how that works for the axe wielding killer, the story took shape. His protagonist, Drew, is his version of a final girl…well final guy. There aren’t enough of those, not that there is anything wrong with final girls.

When Professor T informed them that time was up, Ellis felt confident in his story, handing it in with great pride.

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_Noble’s Playground is where all the fun takes place. Bright lights, greasy food, childish laughter, and great memories are made here. That’s what most people think of when they think of this amusement park._

_But the man with the axe sees it differently. $65 to get in and kill people. Seems like a deal to him. Plenty of bodies to satiate his lust for blood. No checks to his bag or his person. Foolish of them but works for him._

_People are happy. When they are blinded by joy, that’s when he should strike. It is unexpected. That’s why in battles generals choose to attack on holidays. Some think they are safe just because it is supposed to be a nice day. _

_He enjoys the calm weather and the bustling of park goers. He takes his time getting to the center of the park. It is where he’ll make history. _

_Passing boyfriends trying to impress girlfriends at the games, he chuckles. They’ll have more to worry about soon._

_There is a Ferris wheel in the middle, reaching a great height. A long line waits for their turn. He joins them._

_This will do._

_Reaching into his bag, he grips the wooden handle, unsheathing the axe. _

_The blade slices through the first victim like butter. It is one of those motions that you want to do repetitively since it is so satisfying. _

_There are screams, but it doesn’t deter him from slashing down person after person. He relishes in the fear. _

_The area cleared out pretty quickly with eleven bodies strewn about. Looking around, he spots a boy. Maybe a teenager. Just staring at him with a slack jaw and wide eyes. _

_Twirling the axe, he wants one more. One more victim. This boy will be that one._