The Nothing Emporium- adventure awaits!

Do you ever feel sad on the weekends? Are you alone right now? Is your life dull and depressing?

Well come on down to the NOTHING EMPORIUM.

Here we have extraordinary things that you won’t believe We have a live Roman vs Viking battle. Clashing swords and flying spears. We also have a climbable Christ the Redeemer. Can you climb to the limits? And finally, we have a Viking boat race. curves, turns and destruction.

“This place was amazing; I am definitely coming again!” Said a tourist while taking pictures and videos of the climbable Christ the Redeemer.

“There were endless possibilities to do here and I’ve always wanted to bungee jump down the Grand Canyon,” Said a news reporter while bungee jumping down the Grand Canyon for the 80^th time.

You heard it from them folks, they found it amazing! And if you are interested, contact 6991 27741 4456 to book your ticket and go to our website: WWW.NothingEmporiumfun.co.uk to book your public transport ticket or to get a fast pass ticket to get on the amazing rides early!

Address: Wn4 79D

Phone number: 6991 27741 4456

Website WWW.NothingEmporiumfun.co.uk

Street: Nothing Drive

Book now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Toxic wasp

If you don’t know what these violent, hostile insects are, then you’ve come to the right place. I will tell you all about these flying beasts are and how to be safe around them.

The toxic wasp is a dominant, agonizing insect that causes chaos in the poor, suffering countries (mostly Africa and South America). This insect was discovered on a history ride to Puerto Rico and an innocent, defenceless traveller was swarmed in this buggy and he was stung many times. To the cause of his condition (stingitus) he unfortunately died. Ever since the murder these wasps have been attacking in swarms. These barbaric insects are most commonly found in South Africa and South America but found rarely in European countries.  Have you seen these wasps causing havoc across England because their number rate is expanding in Europe and mostly found in France?

Terrible toxins

The toxic wasp stings its prey to paralyse them. Once they are paralysed, it takes it into its grotto and feasts on it. Before eating, it stings it once more to kill it so it can’t escape the twists and turns of the toxic wasp’s lair. When the wasp feels threatened, it will sting you leaving you with a regretting pain. Against predators, the toxic wasp will sting it to paralyse it and it will escape with the speed of light. It could also let it bite it and it will survive because of its unbreakable, titanium body and it will radiate its prey leaving it with nothing but death.

Stinging surprise

The toxic wasp isn’t something you want to mess with because of its agonizing sting. When this predator stings you, it won’t be fun. This pollinator will release deadly neuro-toxins that will kill you in the course of an hour. There is one way to avoid death and you can’t have a common condition called stingitus. Stingitus will cause you to swell up after being stung by a regular honey bee but against a wasp this deadly, you will not survive. These neuro-toxins can effect and kill: Animals, Humans and aliens (if they were real). If you don’t have stingitus, then you will survive the sting but be diagnosed with nausea for 1 day.

A hearing Hell

The toxic wasp’s antennas help the wasp with hearing. They can hear their prey or upcoming predators from up to 9.2 miles. If you’re shouting and screaming, you might want to stop because the toxic wasp likes to live in peace and quiet. These creatures are terrifying when it comes to their special abilities that they use to their ultimate advantage. Scientists have extracted their blood and DNA to make special ear buds that can read encrypted messages and can hear secret messages from up to 9.2 miles.

Rapid running

If you see a toxic wasp, you’d better get running because these don’t like fun and games. These vile insects don’t appreciate if you provoke them but if you do, You’ve made a bad decision because these will chase you for miles. This violent have a stamina usage of 10 marathons (262.2 miles!) so, to be safe, maybe not provoke this insect.

Lethal luck

These toxic insects actually help soldiers in war. Their neuro-toxins can be converted into a gas and is used for tear gas. Unlike most tear gas, this one is venomous so it will damage the enemies’ lungs and prevent them from breathing. This gas is essential for rather taking over a country or world wars.

Chapter 4- the return

The projectionist grabbed Henry by the neck until death. Henry tried to punch him but he wasn’t reaching. He tossed and turned but he wasn’t doing anything. To Henry’s surprise, all he had to do was kick him square in the face and the lenses cracked. Henry had bought himself some time so he didn’t waste it. He ran with his remaining strength. He was trying to look for a weapon or an amazing hiding spot to hide from the projectors light.

After looking everywhere to even find a broken, glass bottle he realised there was no hope. The projectionist (with a broken, flickering light) found Henry and dashed towards him. Luckily, Henry was blessed with a miracle. Bendy came with his intense, ear piercing music and his power to stain the walls into black, abysmal streams. The ink demon came crashing in and rushed for the projectionist. Bendy and the projectionist fought each other and Henry had to find a weapon to execute the projectionist. Unfortunately, the projectionist had Bendy pinned down and he was strangling him. Henry needed to act fast, so he chose the violent way.

Henry drop kicked the projectionist square to the face and then helped Bendy up. Henry commanded Bendy to get out of here before he gets into any more trouble. Then Bendy limped away. The projectionist got back up and darted towards Henry. Henry ran into the dark section were all the forbidden, cursed souls were trapped. When Bendy saw that Henry was struggling, he transformed into his final form. His abysmal ink covered him and his ink stuck to him like super glue. His arms turned into an immense abomination that he could use to fling a soul to the other side of the universe. He teleported through the wall and punched the projectionist into the dark, thick ink like a game of bowling. And then Henry found an axe and decapitated the projectionist. At that moment, Henry was transported back to the emporium. Confused, Henry looked around the emporium only to see a painting (well, words in ink) that said they’re coming. Henry touched it and saw something.

Chapter 3- the alliance

When Henry woke up completely oblivious about that dream about a man with a projector for a head. Sadly, he is still trapped in the world of horror (1700’s cartoon and animations world). But he started to think that he was hallucinating though. He saw; the cartoon characters alive and laughing with their mazing friends; the lights glowed in a neon yellow colour; a puddle of thick, ever ending ink that spread throughout the demonic side of the city; and ominous, possessed that sobbed saying

“I just want to go home.”

Henry didn’t want to be here any longer so he looked for any way to escape this hell land. He looked for that trophy to try and reverse the incident or even to find a portal that could take him back to the emporium. Will he ever escape? Will he perish in this dark abyss? Under any condition Henry will escape this doom. He will search for an exit until the day he dies. He travelled to the Eastern side of this hell and that’s where he found it.

“Hello young one,” hissed an unfamiliar voice, “tell me, why are you here, and what is your purpose?”

Henry was completely oblivious to what he had just heard.

“Hello, is anyone the… the… there” Henry stuttered

Henry backed up into a corner only to see the cartoon lord Bendy (Joey Drew’s studios most famous character).

“Did you come here to see me?” Bendy said.

Henry shook his head saying,

“I touched a souvenir and now I can’t leave.”

There was an ear piercing shriek in the distance and Bendy knew exactly who that was. He turned himself into the ink demon and he said in a distorted voice

“split up!”

He did some sort of voodoo magic and walked into a wall and teleported. Henry went to the signal of the noise and He got quite the surprise. The projectionist grabbed Henry by the neck and shrieked at the top of his voice.

“let me go,” Henry Begged while gasping for breath, “please!”

Henry kicked him in the face and he let go so that gave Henry time to run. He ran for his life while shouting

“Help, Bendy help!”

He needed an insane hiding spot that could hide from the projectionist’s light. Unfortunately, it was too late for Henry.

CHAPTER 2 – THE OTHER WORLD

After several hours Henry had awoken. He was afraid to leave just in case the ink demon was scratching the door just waiting for Henry to open the door so it could feast on Henry’s flesh so He went the way that wasn’t there before he had made it to this room. Thankfully the emporium was just here and the trophy had changed. It was now 100% pure diamond and the stand was crafted out of polished luminite. And the words were crafted from a diamond carver found only in the depths of the South American gold mines. Henry is known for curiosity so he picked up the trophy only to receive an unknown voice yell at him.

“What are you doing with that young man,” a mysterious man shouted, “put that back this instant!”

“I’m so sorry sir,” whimpered Henry while his hands were trembling, “I didn’t know that this was yours.”

“That isn’t mine of course, I just know what it can cause,” stated the shopkeeper while he walked back and forth, “Henry, I’m warning you, if you place one finger on that sacred trophy then you will be classified as a lost one, stuck in a place you never want to be in.”

“I won’t touch it then, Henry startled while slowly and carefully placing the trophy down, “but how do you know my name?”

“I know many things,” He wisely said,” now, I’ve warned you.”

Then the shopkeeper disappeared into the wall but when he did that, he made the walls turn into them inky streams, you could hear the whispers of the lost ones and the intense music once again played. The creepiest and the weirdest was that the shopkeeper turned into an inky human that said in a very quiet voice, sheep sheep sheep it’s time for sleep, rest your head, it’s time for bed and some other absolutely mental stuff. When it ended all that was left was the confusion on Henry.

Henry knew that he shouldn’t touch it but it’s Henry, known for his curiosity (it’s how he got here in the first place). So he touched it and heard some things, it was that intense music again. The walls were covered in the inky streams and the ground began to shake. He heard buildings break so he ran as fast as he could towards the exit. The pipes broke and they flooded the room with extra thick ink. The electric doors slammed shut and the lights broke. Thankfully, Henry made it out safely out of the landmark of impending doom but little did Henry know he was about to enter an entire universe of doom.

At first looks it looked like a really peaceful town with no yelling and no screaming. It seemed that Henry had entered his favourite time ever, the 1700’s. There were posters announcing live concerts to the upcoming shows called sheep songs and little devil darling. There were kids having lots of fun and the adults were laughing with their friends. It looked really calm and peaceful but there was another side which is called the Hell ride. There were people taken over by ink but they just looked so sad and lonely and depressed. There were no excited or happy voices there were only sobbing and crying voices in one of the only buildings in this Hell town had dissected wolfs and there was an un buried coffin. Again Henry is known for curiosity so he opened it and it was an ink person with ropes around his neck and a projector for a head. It was the king. For the ink tribe, you don’t get a crown, you get a projector. After examining the body to see how long he ruled or how he got so much fame, the doors turned into iron bars and they were impossible to escape then he had risen. The projectononist. Ruler of the ink.

Henry was playing basket ball in his back garden until h threw it over the fence and it broke someone’s window. Henry rushed to that house to apologise for the damage. He made it to the house and he knocked on the door. No-one answered though. He knocked once more and he was granted with silence throughout the entire town. The door creaked open Henry did not want to go in but curiosity got the best of him so guess what he did. If you guessed went in you will be correct.

He entered in fear. When he took a couple steps in, the door slammed shut. He ran to the intricate, wooden door but it locked somehow so his only option was to enter at his own risk. The lights flickered and the music was distorted. Henry needed to escape but he didn’t know how to at the moment but while he was looking around for some window to break or some secret door to escape with, he found some things worth waiting for.

There was a gleaming, priceless crown that was crafted out of glistening diamonds and shining gold that was also a possession of a blood-thirsty, ruthless king that demanded infinite power. There were also stacks of valuable, glossy silver bars that were individually worth in the millions. There were also archaic, intricate doors that used to lead to the gates of Hell. And finally, there were fuzzy, furry stuffed animals that have been there for centuries staring into nothing. But the one thing that stood out over all the random items that have been stuffed into this claustrophobic room was the 1st place annual NBA trophy. If you picked it up, you would hear the cheers of the crowd. How did they get it henry asked himself because it belonged to Lebron James (basketball champion).

When Henry read the words on the stand, the room colour changed to a 1700’s cartoon theme. Henry didn’t know what was about to come but he knew it wouldn’t be safe. As he was looking around for his final chance of escape, the walls started to turn into black streams of water and there was a subtle heartbeat to be heard. Henry was looking for some sort of hiding place but it was too late, an inky, devilish demon emerged from the wall and some intense music started to play. There was one option and one option only and that was to run. I ran as fast as I to the exit but it changed to an extended version. I was running in circles until there was a door, wide open just for me. The demon got so close to me that I can hear his heart pumping so loud. I got in the room and locked it as fast as I could. I waited until it was safe. Until then, I needed to rest so my brain can comprehend my journey.

There is one place everyone avoids. The Nothing Emporium was like that. Rumours say that it is infested with creepy, dreadful poltergeists that bring nothing but pain. There were many rumours some as bright as a rainbow but some as dark as the midnight sky. It was filled with creepy clocks that ticked in human pain. I forgot to mention the calling, unbearable doors that lead into a dark abyss where you’ll slowly die. Also every room was littered  with hell-like hats and unfamiliar coats as dusty as an unwept floor. The walls were teared and the bricks were uneven and crumbled. There were stuffed animals that are coated in a thick layer of dust. The nothing emporium was a dangerous place, and that’s why everyone avoids it. No-one ever dreamed of entering it. Except for one. Henry.

There is one place everyone avoids. The Nothing Emporium was like that. Rumours say that it is infested with creepy, dreadful poltergeists that bring nothing but pain. There were many rumours some as bright as a rainbow but some as dark as the midnight sky. It was filled with creepy clocks that ticked in human pain. I forgot to mention the calling, unbearable doors that lead into a dark abyss where you’ll slowly die. Also every room was littered  with hell-like hats and unfamiliar coats as dusty as an unwept floor. The walls were teared and the bricks were uneven and crumbled. There were stuffed animals that are coated in a thick layer of dust. The nothing emporium was a dangerous place, and that’s why everyone avoids it. No-one ever dreamed of entering it. Except for one. Henry.

If I were summoned

to create a treasure,

I would take:

A menacing, edged shark tooth from a megalodon

a juicy, healthy apple found in the gates of Heaven

and a spikey, pointy rhino horn from an unknown island,

some fearful, terrifying snake venom from an exotic jungle

a portion of fuzzy, soft polar bear fur from Antarctica

and an antique, intricate clock from a mysterious trench in a battlefield of World War II.

In the room of dangerous dogs,

I was attacked immediately.

In the room of zooming zombies,

they jumped at me to feast on my fragile flesh

In the room of shattered snow,

a massive blizzard emerged from the cold city.

In the room of flaming fire,

my flesh was being burnt by the heat of the fire.