The marathon

I woke with a yelp and started to quiver with rage. Tears started to flow like a river.

I got out of bed and walked to the fridge to grab a drink. A guava cider appeared in the fridge. "Why now of all times a guava cider?" I thought to myself. It was my wife's favorite cider.

I opened it up and began to chug. It had a warm yet cool burn, and it had a crisp and sweet flavor. The can dissolved while I was drinking it. I pouted and wiped the tears off my face.

I walked to the desk and saw two files. One file was for a male by the name of Sebastian Mitch. The reason he was in hell is that he played Forknight World Tournament and used aimbot. When he was disqualified, he stole the digital money by hacking the system and transferred it to an overseas account.

The other file was for another male by the name of Joshua Ball. The reason he was in hell was because when he would play Underwatch, he would be a toxic player and harass everyone. He pissed off the wrong person and that person sold their soul to Igor in exchange for condemning him. "I understand why someone would sell their soul because of an obnoxious player," I thought to myself.

I took hold of the pen beside the composition note book and opened the book. I began to write, "The torched are on a hilly beach with no ocean and are forced to run a race with jeans and a wool sweater, but no shoes. They are told that at the finish line there is a pool of Mountain Dew and an unlimited supply of Doritos. Level of pain: the sand burns their feet enough for them to be inspired to never stop running. The twist is that there is no finish line." I laughed to myself just a little.

I closed the notebook, pulled back my chair, and headed back to my bed. As expected, a TV materialized and turned on. Igor appeared on the screen with black sunglasses on his face, a sun hat with a ribon with imprinted flowers, a beach umbrella, and he was wearing hot pink bikini. This sight made me cringe and then laugh.

Igor spoke, " Ahh, warm sand make Igor happy!" He had an evil grin. I got a sudden chill. Something seemed so familiar in that statement, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Pop! Pop! Sebastian and Jousha appeared on screen. They began to run in place because the sand was hot. Igor said, "Tell names." "JjahJoshuaah!!!" said Jousha. "Ssahbaistahin!!!" said Sebastian. Igor said "Welcome to show! Big name... Igor call you Spich and Awwo! Run! At end of run pool of dew and no-stop ridos! Start!" Sebastian and Joshua sprinted into the distance to never find their prize.

The TV shut off and Igor entered the room in his bikini and handed me a trophy of him lying sideways on the sand with a beach umbrella. It was doing fingergun hand sings, and it was wearing the sunglasses, the sun hat with the flower ribon, and of course, the hot pink bikini. It was three inches tall and three inches wide.

Igor pulled out a satchel, tossed it to me, and without a word, he disappeared. This was out of character for Igor to do, I thought to myself.

I got out of bed, walked to the desk, set my new trophy and the satchel next to the closet trophy, and out jumped a mini Igor saying in a little girl's voice, "Haha! I got you, I got you, nananana I got you!" Then mini Igor hopped back into the closest.

Of course I jumped back a little out of surprise and said aloud, "Nice, one Igor." No response. I decided to go back to bed. I hopped onto the bed, curled up under the blanket, and fell asleep.

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***