Date: Sun, 05 Aug 2001 00:24:13 +0200
From: Martin Andersson <martin_silver83@hotmail.com>
Subject: Twisted History 2

Hi again! This is the second chapter of Twisted History. I've gotten alot of
great feedback and I thank you all for that! I hope you will continue to
mail me. I hope I have improved writing-wise this time, thanks to the
feedback.

I'm terribly sorry for the delay of this chapter. I had it sent to a
beta-reader wich still haven't returned it to me. I'm sure this person
doesn't mean to keep it for so long but I can't wait that long each time.
This makes me change beta-reader for the next chapter and I promise that
this won't happen again. I'm truly sorry for all this.
This of course makes the seat empty and if you think you fit for this task,
them email me.

Last but not least: Stay tuned for chapter 3! This story is far from over.

I welcome all feedback. Please email me even for the smallest of grammatical
errors. That way will I be able to improve til the next time.
My email: Martin_silver83@hotmail.com

Disclaimer: This story will feature gay elements and if you don't like or
get offended by such things then don't read it. I don't know yet if it will
feature any sexual elements but if you don't like or get offended by such
things don't read any further. I don't know anything of the sexual
orientation of anyone in *Nsync and I don't mean to imply anything either.
Everything in this story is purely fiction.


Twisted History

Chapter 2 - Trapped

Lance was reaching for the handle on the door. We all waited for him to open
it so we could get out of here. Lance grabbed hold of the handle and turned
it. He tried to open the door, but to no luck. He then tried a few times
more, not believing it was true. Lance took a few steps backwards and stared
at the doors.
-"This isn't happening!" Donna almost screamed. "I can't believe it!" She
continued.
-"Why doesn't it open?" Janet asked with uncertainty in her voice.
-"It won't even budge." Lance said still staring at the door.
-"What do you mean? It won't budge?" Donna turned her anger against Lance
instead of the door.
-"It won't budge. It is as simple as that. Try for yourself!"
Donna tried to open the door herself but she wasn't any more succesful than
Lance. Donna turned around and walked over to a nearby chair and sat down.
She was obviously very upset.
-"We only need to find the key. Then can we open the door." Janet suggested.
Donna gave her the evil stare from over where she was sitting and Janet
backed away.
-"That ain't happening because the door isn't locked. It just won't open."
Donna stated.
-"But if the door is stuck, then maybe we could push it open with force?" I
suggested to raise some hope.
-"Let's do that." Lance said and we then began to push at the door at the
same time as one of us also turned the handle. We pushed it continiously but
the door wouldn't go open. After a while we gave up.
-"There's nothing we can do about it Lance. It won't give in." I said
exhausted.
-"You're right. Maybe we should try and find a window to open and climb
out?"
-"That's sounds like a plan. I mean, if we don't get the window open then
can we always break it."
-"That's right."
-"You're not going to break a window, are you?" Janet asked filled with
concern.
-"Of course you nut! Why should we care about a silly window when we're
trapped here?" Donna yelled from her place in the chair.
-"You're right." Janet turned around and crossed her arms.

Lance and Martin was heading for a door close by. They opened the door and
it led to a lounge. Well, it looked like a lounge anyway. There was a huge
open fireplace on the wall opposite the windows. Many couches, chairs and
coffee tables furnited the room. On the walls hanged many paintings with
strange motives. One picture was of a single apple hanging from a branch in
a tree and another one of a big porch. Lance and Martin walked through the
room and to the nearest room. Martin reached up to the windows handle and
tried to pull it open. The window opened and the wind and rain hit them both
in their faces. They both thried to shield their faces from the rain with
their arms and at the same time look out through the window. It seemed like
the first floor in this building was three to four meters  above ground. The
front door was reached by walking up a broad stone stair. Not only did the
height of the jump stop them but also the large rose bushes that grew around
the house. If they jumped, they would die from both the fall and the thorns.
Besides, the weather and the wolf cries in the distant wasn't inviting at
all. Martin closed the window again.
Lance slumped down in a chair and whiped his face dry with his hands. I
turned around and saw both Janet and Donna standing behind us. They
understood everything but asked anyway:
-"Is it possible to get out that way?" Janet asked.
-"No. Too far to the ground and too many thorns on the bushes." I stated
flatly. I saw that both of them seeked for answers to all this and I really
wanted to give them some too. But I was both at a loss for words and
thoughts at the moment. My mind was completely blank. I too wanted answers.
I walked over to a couch opposite the open fireplace. It was really
comfortable and the heat the fire gave off wasn't bad either. It felt
somewhat nice to sit here in spite of the circumstances. Janet joined me on
the couch. Our eyes met and then her face fell. I saw she was scared. I saw
it in her eyes. She was afraid. I didn't know what to say. What would
comfort her? All of us are sitting in the same boat. A lonely boat on the
open, stormy ocean. The only difference was that this house was much more
inviting and at the same time much more scary than it.

The four of us walked down another hall that connected to the old one. We
had past two doors already but both had been locked. We tried our own key in
their locks but it wasn't the right one. We got to the end of the hall and
we saw through the window that it rained just as hard as before outside. The
view of the window was of the backside of the house and neither one of us
had seen it before. Out there was the fountain found in one of the pictures
on the wall that we saw earlier. And beyond the fountain was something that
looked like a maze. A maze built by high hedges and in the middle of it was
the statue we also saw earlier on a picture. Then we turned toward the last
door in the hall. Lance tried the handle and it opened. He pushed the door
open so we could take a good look in the room. We couldn't. It was pitch
black. Lance reached around on the wall inside the room and soon found the
lightswitch. We immidetly saw that we've found the kitchen. One wall was
covered with cubbords and shelves for all kind of kitchen tools, eating
utensils, china and glasses. On one wall stood all the food cubbords,
refrigirators and freezers. The other two walls was dedicated to preparing
spaces and ovens and sinks. There was a big wooden preparing table in the
middle of the kitchen. The room had two doors, one small and rather torn
wooden door in the right corner and a double door in the middle of the left
wall.

-"This kitchen looks really inviting." Donna stated and walked in through
the door first of us all. Tightly followed by Janet and then me. Lance
inspected the room from the door and then came in.
-"Wonder what's in here?" I said and opened the refrigirator.
-"What is it?" Lance asked and walked over and now stood by my side.
-"It's well stocked anyway. Here's plenty of food." I said loud so that the
girls would hear me too.
-"Is there food there?" Janet asked and turned around and walked in our
direction. All of us were soon gathered around the refrigirator, digging
around in it for late-night snacks. I settled for a chocolate bar while
Lance had a sandwich. He had found bread, butter, cheese and ham. The girls
ate fruit, Bananas and oranges. I didn't realize it in the beginning but I
was rather hungry. Not any more though. When we all had eaten up we
continued to the double door and opened it. Inside the other room was the
luxurious and grand dining room. There was a giant dining table in the
middle of it. The table was made of wood and it was beatifully ornated
underneath the smoot, glassy surface. I counted the chairs quickly and I
found the table to be able to seat up to twentytwo people at the same time.
We all just strolled through the room and towards the doors on the opposite
side of the room. The door was locked but it could be opened from this side
of the door. On the other side of the door was a smaller room. It had some
chairs and small tables along the walls. It looked like a reception room for
dinner guests. On the wall to the left was a door wich too could be opened
from this side. We were now back in the hallway we left.

-"This went somethly." I said cheerfully.
-"This house still scares me." Donna stated firmly.
-"I know. I'm scared too. But we haven't yet found anything we should or
could be scared about." Lance cut in.
-"I agree. It's just a normal house, that's all." Janet spoke. Donna stared
at her but didn't say anything. Neither one of us spoke after that. We
continued our exploration of the house in silence. We didn't break it until
something important had to be asked or said. We managed to get into most of
the rooms on all floors. Some rooms here and there remained locked and off
limits for us.

We walked through the doors to the hallway containing the four rooms we woke
up in. I tiredly turned the handle to my room and was about to enter when
Donna interrupted:
-"I have an idea about the room arrangements."
-"Say what?" I asked and began to yawn as I turned around.
-"I don't want to stay in either one of our rooms. You've got the key and I
wanna lock aftermyself."
-"We lock your door for you." Lance cut in.
-"And then if something happens, we would be trapped in there forever? No
thanks!"
-"What should we do then?" Janet asked me.
-"I don't know."
-"I know." Donna stated and we all turned to her. "I and Janet take Lance's
room. Martin and Lance take Martin's room. That way can we lock both rooms
from the inside and we'd stick together. How about that?"
-"Sounds like a great idea." Janet shimed in directly.
-"Ok then. I guess it's the most sensible thing to do." I said and turned
around again. Lance didn't say anything.

I walked inside my room and everyone else followed closely. I walked through
the bathroom and over to Lance's room and the soon-to-be girls' room and
locked their door. Donna and Janet stood next to the bed and watched. Lance
watched from the bathroom door.
-"Done. Now can you two get some sleep in peace." I said and walked for the
bathroom door.
-"Thank you." Janet said warmheartidly.
I walked past Lance and into our room. I locked our door too and then put
the key on the nightstand next to the bed. I walked into the bathroom and
washed my face and hands. I took one of the toothbrushes and some toothpaste
and brushed my teeth. I did my business in the bathroom and as I flushed the
toilett, Lance walked in.
-"Are you done?" He asked me and I nodded. Lance went over to the sink and I
walked over to the girls door and told them through it:
-"I put the key on my nightstand. If there's anything, then wake us up ok?"
-"Ok. We'll remember that." Donna said.
-"Lance is soon done in here and then is it your turn. Good Night!" I said
to finish up and the girls said good night to me too. I walked into our room
and sat down on the bed. I heard Lance flush and say he was done and good
night to the girls too. Then he entered our room and he stopped in his
tracks.
-"I take the couch." He said.
-"No need for you to do that. This is a kingsize bed and there's plenty of
room for you two."
-"Are you sure?"
-"Of course. You wouldn't sleep comfortable on that coach either."
He nodded and sat down on the other side of the bed. I started to take off
my shirt and then moved on to my pants. I removed my socks and I now sat
there in my boxers. I turned and pulled the cover off and hopped down in the
bed. I rolled over so I was lying on my stomache and I looked at Lance. He
hadn't undressed yet. He sat there, breathing. Then he began by removing his
shirt. He then took off his pants and last his socks too. He hopped into bed
aswell. I liked the sneak peak I got of his body and I couldn't help but
smile. Then I remembered, the light in the room was still on. I went out of
bed and walked over to the lightswitch on the wall. I heard Lance turn his
head while I walked and I hoped he did so to look at me. I turned around and
looked at him just before I turned the lightswitch off. He was looking at
me. I hopped back in bed and when I had settled and was lying comfortably he
said good night. I told him good night too and I saw the outline of his face
against the window. He turned around and was now lying on his tomache too.
Our faces was turned against each other. I closed my eyes and felt sleep
take over me.