A Night To Remember, chapter 8
As they drifted further and further away from the island, they could see that the cave narrowed into a tunnel that was also lit by torches hanging from the roof. The boat banged the slimy walls as they made their way through. Billie Joe, Mike and Tré looked at each other in worry. They had been in some tricky situations before, but this was something else. How could they get out of this one? Suddenly, the tunnel opened into a little harbour. Other boats were also tied up there. They were pulled out and the ropes binding their legs together were cut.
"Run and we'll break your legs." Toby said. They were shoved down a dark corridor. There was light at the end. Suddenly, the corridor ended and they were in a huge circular room. Computers and advanced technical equipment lined the walls, and huge screen panels that reached the cavernous roof flickered constantly. Green Day could see their own faces and their details flash onscreen every ten seconds or so. There was also weather maps, road names and random images in-between. Nazi's were EVERYWHERE. Their was one at every machine. Green Day were pushed down stone steps and into the centre of the room, where there was a large hole in the floor. Sitting on the other side of the hole on a stone throne was Steve the Yeti. He was in a Nazi uniform, but it was grander than the rest of the Nazi's outfits. He had a red velvet cape on, and his snow white fur was brushed neatly. It gleamed in the eerie torchlight. He smiled and showed his yellow teeth.
"Hello. Nice to see you again." He sneered.
"You bastard!" Tré screamed. One of the Nazi's holding him hit him in the back with a baton attached to his belt. Tré fell to the floor.
"That's enough!" Steve hollered. "We still need them." He got up out of his throne and walked to Green Day. "Have you figured it out by now? Or are you too stupid?"
"You tricked us." Billie Joe said. Steve smiled.
"Yes. And you fell right into my trap!" He sniggered and started to pace in front of them.
"I have a proposition for you. As you know, we plan to take over your gig at Milton Keynes. However, there is a small problem. We cant brainwash the fans without a little help. They need to be influenced by you. Do this for us, and I might let you live and give you jobs by my side."
"FUCK YOU!" Tré said from the floor.
"We wont do it!" Mike screamed.
"Yeah, fuck you!" Billie Joe agreed. Steve smiled wickedly.
"Oh I think you will. I have very powerful methods of persuasion. Take them to the Video room."
Green Day were pulled to a door nearby. Inside there was what looked like a cinema, except the chairs were steel and there were straps to tie the persons hands and feet down. They were shoved into the chairs, there hand ropes were cut and they were immediately strapped into the chairs. Steve had followed them.
"Just scream if you want it to stop. Then we can talk again."
The lights dimmed. Suddenly, a music video started to play. An awful music video. One of the worst ever made. They all gasped in horror.
"Lets see you cope with hours upon hours of Offspring!" Steve hollered over the wailing melody.
It was half an hour later, and they still hadn't cracked. Billie Joe had sweat dripping down his face, Mike was trying to gnaw through his straps, and Tré was rocking backwards and forwards.
"This is too much." Billie Joe whispered. Sweat was running down his face like tears.
"I know. I don't know how much longer I can take this." Mike said as he paused from his strap chewing.
"Guys, we cant give up! We cant let that Yeti win!" Tré said. "I know, pretend we don't care."
"How?" Mike asked.
Steve sat in the back of the cinema and he knew they would give up soon. Suddenly, he heard a loud laugh. He frowned slightly. How could anyone laugh at an Offspring song?
"Look at those fucking idiots!" Tré giggled.
"I know! We're way better!" Mike said.
"Noodles? What sort of a name is that? I wouldn't call a dog that!" Billie Joe said. They all started to laugh. They laughed and laughed and laughed until they were crying and their stomachs hurt, but it worked.
"ENOUGH!" Steve screamed. The music video abruptly stopped, and the lights went up.
"Untie them!" Nazi guards quickly undid the straps and bound their hands again. They were dragged to the main Nazi area again and they were all stood in front of the hole in the floor. Steve stood in front of them and smiled.
"Hmm. Your stronger than I thought. I'm quite impressed. I guess torture wont work on you. Perhaps something else will." He grabbed Tré by his jacket and held him over the edge of the pit.
"Shit no!" Billie Joe said. Mike and Billie struggled against their Nazi guards to try and help Tré. They were hit and brought down to their knees.
"Agree to help me and Tré lives. Refuse, and he dies." He made him slip a little. Tre looked terrified but determined.
"Don't help him!" Tre yelled.
"Quiet you little shit." Steve said and shook him. "You have ten seconds to decide. One-"
"Mike, what should we do?" Billie Joe whispered.
"Two."
"I don't know." Mike said.
"Three."
"We cant let him fall Mike."
"Four."
"I know."
"Five-"
"Okay, we'll help you." Mike said. Steve smiled.
"I knew you'd give in eventually." Steve said.
"Fuck you." Tré said. "Fuck you and fuck the Nazi's!" Steve pulled Tré's face closer to his, so that their faces were nearly touching.
"I've been looking forward to this." Steve said. He dangled Tré over the edge again.
"NO! You promised!" Billie Joe cried.
"I lied." Steve said. In one terrifying moment, he let go of Tré's jacket. Billie and Mike screamed as they saw their best friend fall into blackness.
"Run and we'll break your legs." Toby said. They were shoved down a dark corridor. There was light at the end. Suddenly, the corridor ended and they were in a huge circular room. Computers and advanced technical equipment lined the walls, and huge screen panels that reached the cavernous roof flickered constantly. Green Day could see their own faces and their details flash onscreen every ten seconds or so. There was also weather maps, road names and random images in-between. Nazi's were EVERYWHERE. Their was one at every machine. Green Day were pushed down stone steps and into the centre of the room, where there was a large hole in the floor. Sitting on the other side of the hole on a stone throne was Steve the Yeti. He was in a Nazi uniform, but it was grander than the rest of the Nazi's outfits. He had a red velvet cape on, and his snow white fur was brushed neatly. It gleamed in the eerie torchlight. He smiled and showed his yellow teeth.
"Hello. Nice to see you again." He sneered.
"You bastard!" Tré screamed. One of the Nazi's holding him hit him in the back with a baton attached to his belt. Tré fell to the floor.
"That's enough!" Steve hollered. "We still need them." He got up out of his throne and walked to Green Day. "Have you figured it out by now? Or are you too stupid?"
"You tricked us." Billie Joe said. Steve smiled.
"Yes. And you fell right into my trap!" He sniggered and started to pace in front of them.
"I have a proposition for you. As you know, we plan to take over your gig at Milton Keynes. However, there is a small problem. We cant brainwash the fans without a little help. They need to be influenced by you. Do this for us, and I might let you live and give you jobs by my side."
"FUCK YOU!" Tré said from the floor.
"We wont do it!" Mike screamed.
"Yeah, fuck you!" Billie Joe agreed. Steve smiled wickedly.
"Oh I think you will. I have very powerful methods of persuasion. Take them to the Video room."
Green Day were pulled to a door nearby. Inside there was what looked like a cinema, except the chairs were steel and there were straps to tie the persons hands and feet down. They were shoved into the chairs, there hand ropes were cut and they were immediately strapped into the chairs. Steve had followed them.
"Just scream if you want it to stop. Then we can talk again."
The lights dimmed. Suddenly, a music video started to play. An awful music video. One of the worst ever made. They all gasped in horror.
"Lets see you cope with hours upon hours of Offspring!" Steve hollered over the wailing melody.
It was half an hour later, and they still hadn't cracked. Billie Joe had sweat dripping down his face, Mike was trying to gnaw through his straps, and Tré was rocking backwards and forwards.
"This is too much." Billie Joe whispered. Sweat was running down his face like tears.
"I know. I don't know how much longer I can take this." Mike said as he paused from his strap chewing.
"Guys, we cant give up! We cant let that Yeti win!" Tré said. "I know, pretend we don't care."
"How?" Mike asked.
Steve sat in the back of the cinema and he knew they would give up soon. Suddenly, he heard a loud laugh. He frowned slightly. How could anyone laugh at an Offspring song?
"Look at those fucking idiots!" Tré giggled.
"I know! We're way better!" Mike said.
"Noodles? What sort of a name is that? I wouldn't call a dog that!" Billie Joe said. They all started to laugh. They laughed and laughed and laughed until they were crying and their stomachs hurt, but it worked.
"ENOUGH!" Steve screamed. The music video abruptly stopped, and the lights went up.
"Untie them!" Nazi guards quickly undid the straps and bound their hands again. They were dragged to the main Nazi area again and they were all stood in front of the hole in the floor. Steve stood in front of them and smiled.
"Hmm. Your stronger than I thought. I'm quite impressed. I guess torture wont work on you. Perhaps something else will." He grabbed Tré by his jacket and held him over the edge of the pit.
"Shit no!" Billie Joe said. Mike and Billie struggled against their Nazi guards to try and help Tré. They were hit and brought down to their knees.
"Agree to help me and Tré lives. Refuse, and he dies." He made him slip a little. Tre looked terrified but determined.
"Don't help him!" Tre yelled.
"Quiet you little shit." Steve said and shook him. "You have ten seconds to decide. One-"
"Mike, what should we do?" Billie Joe whispered.
"Two."
"I don't know." Mike said.
"Three."
"We cant let him fall Mike."
"Four."
"I know."
"Five-"
"Okay, we'll help you." Mike said. Steve smiled.
"I knew you'd give in eventually." Steve said.
"Fuck you." Tré said. "Fuck you and fuck the Nazi's!" Steve pulled Tré's face closer to his, so that their faces were nearly touching.
"I've been looking forward to this." Steve said. He dangled Tré over the edge again.
"NO! You promised!" Billie Joe cried.
"I lied." Steve said. In one terrifying moment, he let go of Tré's jacket. Billie and Mike screamed as they saw their best friend fall into blackness.
