Essay about The Rat Catchers Revenge- Creative Writing

It all started at the old pub belonging to Jack Martin. The Jokers pub has been empty for more than two years, there is stood faded and detached, away from the lights and next to a canal. Its gloom was added by foliage gone wild. A few windows had been shattered and its once open doors were now boarded by rotting timbers covered in rolls of moss and unsuspecting fungi. The undergrowth was tall and trees hid the upper floor. Inside hung tattered curtains stained with years of tobacco smoke. An equally worn patterned carpet was partially covering the lounge bar floor. A couple of chairs were stacked in the corners; they were covered in the same vinyl fabrics as used in the fifties. The†¦show more content†¦This Friday seemed darker then ever. My watch only showed 19.30 pm as I sat in the chair with my back to the bar. The rain had been torrential for the past twenty-four hours and still falling. I could hear different noises that night. The rain was coming in through the broken windows but there seemed to be a different sort of sound inside the room. The carpet had squeaked when I made my way in and although it was a definite sound of water I couldn’t make out the sound itself. The darkness became more intense than the sound, and then the sound became more intense than the darkness. â€Å"What was happening?† I could no longer se then windows. My eyes were stonily fixed to the floor. The carpet began to rise. The noise became so deafening even w ith my whole hands over my ears; its fierceness would not stop. Then it began, this pungent smell. Then it registered in my mind. I was alongside the canal and it was raining. I relaxed, and then I jumped. The noise had changed, I could hear squealing. The squealing of a lot of rats! I could only hear the rats, not see. I froze on the chair. The chain began to shake, my whole body started to shake. One rat was now gnarling my leg. My scream broke the silence; my second scream broke the darkness. â€Å"So Jack you thought you’d get away with it did you?† came a voice behind the bar. â€Å"Get