Ithacropolis

I made a story based on the level Ithacropolis, and I wanted to share it with the people of GDA. I worked very hard on it, and I'm proud of the end product. I would love to hear your thoughts on it. Also I included someone from GDA in this story. I didn't exactly get their approval, but it would only be a minor inconvenience if they complained about it. I really hope you like it. Enter the City.

It was 8pm, and Gabe and I had just arrived at Ithacropolis, the city so good you never want to leave. We had heard so much about it, and we wanted to check it out. “Are you ready?” Gabe asked me.

“Never been more ready in my life,” I replied. We slowly but eagerly walked up to the gate that marked the entrance. We were greeted by the townspeople, an astonishing 3 million.

“Welcome to Ithacropolis,” one of them said. “The town so good you never want to leave.” Just then, a song began playing. It wasn’t what you’d expect from this place considering what we’ve been told about it. It seemed a bit… bone chilling. Almost like what you’d hear from a haunted city instead of a Utopian one.

“Gabe?” I said worriedly. He replied with a “Yeah?”, and then a frightened gulp followed. “This Isn’t what we thought it was,” I said. “We should leave.”

“I agree. Let’s go back ho-”

He was interrupted by the townspeople howling and cackling maliciously. “You think you can just come to Ithacropolis and leave?”

Me and Gabe spoke at the exact same time. “Yep.” Then we started running.

We quickly noticed they didn’t follow. We both looked at each other and stopped running. I was about to ask Gabe something, but just then a myriad of ghosts and spirits flew from within the city walls. They began chanting something. “Enter the city. Enter the city. Enter the city.” They kept repeating it over and over and over. I started to panic, and so did Gabe. We both decided to book it as fast as possible. Unfortunately the ghosts followed, and they were fast. We tried to outrun them, but they closed the distance in seconds. They continued chanting their chant, and we kept running. We were determined to go until we ran out of breath or the ghosts gave up.

We ran out of breath first. Gabe and I both collapsed on the ground, and the ghosts repeated their line once again. “Enter the city!” We reluctantly agreed to obey their command. They escorted us back to Ithacropolis.

When we arrived, the townspeople were laughing extremely hard. “Nice try weaklings, but you can’t escape. It’s time to do what you came here to do.” One final time, they said it. “Enter the city.” Gabe and I looked at each other, then we nodded in agreement. Then when we walked in.