Wolf's howl;Vampire bat wings flutter silently in the wind ;the ghostman rises from his slumber of the dead to bring you a tale of daring escape
I am a escape artist which means I do stunts to defy death to amuse the public and get paided.
The secret, of the trick I was performing, was the layout in the crate I built by the design plans I had been working on First, the crate had small holes in it to allow me to breathe while I waited for the box to be nailed, trussed, and chained. They also allowed the crate to sink. Second, the crate was square, with four boards on each side. On one of those sides, the bottom two boards were not nailed to the crate. They only sported nail heads. Instead, the boards were a hinged trap, the opening secured by a latch. The plan behind the stunt was to wait until the crate was in the water, opened the trap, and swam to the surface. But this time after numerous successful stunts this one was going wrong. This time the crate I was in landed with my trapdoor at the bottom and despite my panic and thrashing and banging I was trapped. I try to consciously hold my breath as it is a conscious thing to do. My desire to breathe that increases in intensity. This desire is increasingly driven by the carbon dioxide levels that are accumulating in my blood. Eventually, the desire is literally irresistible and I am breathing in the water allowing it to pass into my airway and lungs. This water causes coughing and laryngospasm (vocal cords involuntarily spasming closed). Laryngospasm, As this occurs, it will eventually break due to the falling level of oxygen in my blood. This falling oxygen level, as no sign of rescue, occurs, rapidly leads to me losing consciousness. Eventually and rapidly your my heart starts to struggle, ceasing to effectively pump blood around my body until it stops. I am dead, here at the bottom of lake lays The Great Ghostman, master escape artist no more just a decaying, rotting cadaver.
The ghostman crackle s and lays back down in his coffin and as the lid slowly closes he turns and says.
"Don't have too many nightmares my children "
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