The rain pitter pattered against Chris Sawyer’s umbrella. He walked in an empty queue, surrounded by flat fields and spooky scenery. The queue path for MR BONES WILD RIDE was very long. “I’ve been queuing for MR BONES WILD RIDE for ages!” he thought.
As he reached the ride entrance Chris beamed in excitement. He had never been on MR BONES WILD RIDE before! His smile flattered as he saw there were no cars currently in the station.
Fortunately the cars soon returned to the station, all filled with passengers. All the guests leaving the ride looked very sick. Chris smiled yet again because he loved intense rides and the look of the departing riders confirmed that this ride would indeed be very intense. Eagerly he boarded the first car available. The car jerked to a start at a few kilometers an hour. Chis Sawyer grinned in anticipation as the heavy rain smacked against his face. “The scenery here is wonderful!” thought Chris as he examined the skeleton and graveyard themed landscape.
Many large statues of the hat tipping skeleton, Mr. Bones, were visible from the cart. Various graveyards, fires, and acid pits were also visible. A large sign read “MR BONES WELCOMES YOU”.
Chris grinned, giddy in anticipation. His car slowly picked up speed as it began to descend into a dark tunnel. This was going to be a thrilling, wild ride!
“I want to get off of MR BONES WILD RIDE!” thought Chris Sawyer as he was blinded by sunlight as he exited the tunnel.
It had been one and a half years. For one and a half years Chris Sawyer had sat underground on MR BONES WILD RIDE. His eyelids drooped heavily, insomnia had overcome him for the entire ride. His stomach growled, and his throat begged for water. Chris cried, he realized there were no drink or food stands near the ride exit.
“YOU HAVE MADE IT THROUGH MR BONES WILD RIDE” was written on a large red sign. He gnashed his teeth in anger. This had not been a wild ride at all!
Chris looked away from the sign. He did notice the mass of trees and rolling hills around him, which were far different then the sprawling flat lands in the park were the entrance and exit was. Realization that the ride did not end here hit him. “I want to get off of MR BONES WILD RIDE!” yelled Chris yet again.
For what seemed like the thousandth time he worked at the restraining bar hoping to release himself but there was no escape. As he examined the restraining bar he noticed something. What had once been a pristine bar had now rusted greatly. The moisture from the earlier rainfall had saved him!
Filled with resolve Chis pulled out his old film camera. He could get a new one later, all he wanted now was to get out. Chris laughed like a madman as he beat the bar with his camera. Surprisingly the old metal started to give way to his efforts. However his plastic disposable camera was not durable enough. Soon the camera casing fractured, and Chris was left back where he started. Dejection overwhelmed him he put his head down against the bars in a futile attempt to get some sleep.
A few minutes later he heard the rushing of water. "What a world!" a loud, obnoxious, voice cried out ahead of him. Lifting his head up Chris saw a giant purple sea serpent, destroying the track up ahead with large, dramatic, movements. Shock overcame his face as he madly bashed his fists against the restraining bar. “I want to get off of MR BONES WILD RIDE!”
The bars started to give way again. Chris kept at it knowing he could get out. The sea serpent cried out as it sloshed around, destroying the track as if it were made of cardboard. Chis continued to panic but did not cease his efforts. Fear was written all over his face as he realized not enough progress was being made.
The car went straight off the rails. Time slowed for Chris. He had always hated water. He had hated water so much he had never learned to swim. The car plunged into the water with him still securely restrained in it. The water felt surprisingly good. The cool water soothed his dry throat and felt divine as it rushed over his body. Suddenly an all consuming thought surged through his mind. “Help! I’m drowning!”
He splashed wildly in the water that had flooded the car. He was defeated and he knew it. His body lashed out at him for the mistreatment it had endured. There would be no getting out of this. Chris blacked out trapped underwater. His wild ride had ended.