The general made one of his deepest bows. “I see,” he said. “Splendid! One of us is to furnish a repast for the hounds. The other will sleep in this very excellent bed. On guard, Rainsford. . . .”He had never slept in a better bed, Rainsford decided. Waken to the light, Rainsford makes his start for a new day. After the longest three days of his life, he indolently made his way down the staircase. Rainsford smiles in pleasure when he recalls that the palatial house no longer belonged to Zaroff. It was all for Rainsford and he could live as he pleases. Finishing the last of his bread, Rainsford decides to freshen up. Once he is ready, he wishes to go on a stroll through the island before it becomes a blistering heat. Putting on his cap, Rainsford …show more content…
The dank air stings his dry throat and makes it hard for Rainsford to catch his breathe. He opens his eyes slowly and looks around. The walls are painted a nice white color and the floors are a metallic gray that shine under the white light. He looks up to see the hole he fell through, but it was gone. It closed behind him and now all that he can see are steel beams going vertically across the yellow ceiling. To his left there are treadmills lined up in rows of ten and to his right there are weights that reach 150 pounds.”Hellooooooo” screams Rainsford at the top of his lungs. No answer. He tries again this time louder. Again, no answer. He walks through a narrow hallway that’s painted a cream color and it has doors on his left and right. Each door has a name next to the gold knobs. His eyes shift from one name to another until he reads the name WHITNEY written in thin silver letters. “It can’t be..no..no..it just can’t” Rainsford repeats over and over quietly. He knocks violently on the white door refusing to believe it’s the Whitney he knows until he heard a faint voice saying, “ I don’t want to play Zaroff chose another