Die Doppelgaengerin
Excerpt
“Belong to me, or you die!”
This guy's eyes flashed through the slits in the black hood that he was wearing. He must be crazy. But he obviously meant what he said. The ax that glittered wickedly next to him was real.
Somehow Dawn managed to struggle to her feet and rush down the hallway. The ridiculous, pointed shoes that ladies of fashion wore in medieval times were obviously not made for the marathon. The executioner came right after her swinging his ax with a flourish.
Dawn did not know why the other kids just stood there and clapped. Even the teachers gathered in the hallway cheered. Then she realized to her horror that they thought that this was part of the medieval pageant — free entertainment! They would probably still be clapping when the masked executioner cut off her head!
“Belong to me, or you die!”
This guy's eyes flashed through the slits in the black hood that he was wearing. He must be crazy. But he obviously meant what he said. The ax that glittered wickedly next to him was real.
Somehow Dawn managed to struggle to her feet and rush down the hallway. The ridiculous, pointed shoes that ladies of fashion wore in medieval times were obviously not made for the marathon. The executioner came right after her swinging his ax with a flourish.
Dawn did not know why the other kids just stood there and clapped. Even the teachers gathered in the hallway cheered. Then she realized to her horror that they thought that this was part of the medieval pageant — free entertainment! They would probably still be clapping when the masked executioner cut off her head!
