Maggie Rhee Monologue

Staring Death in the Face

Her ears are ringing, nose is bleeding, she can’t see a thing. I’m Maggie Rhee, she tried to howl. But no words could make it out of her scarlet red mouth. She’s trapped, stranded at the bottom of an average isolated cliff; he just pushed her off, as a matter of fact. She had found out his big, horrendous secret. Where am I, Maggie thought, trying to piece everything together. She had then let the darkness succumb her, and now she lay dead. What happened might you ask? That’s the secret I’ll tell right now. Well, it was a dark and stormy night; however, the full moon gave the dark skies a ray of light. Maggie Rhee had just been invited to the one and only Prince Alvah’s dark citadel. To much confusion, her mother, father, sisters and brothers had not been invited. But it was an invitation she could not refuse. When she made it

to his fortress, the night had unexpectedly turned hazy, she could barely even see the entrance. “Welcome, Maggie,” he sneered, “I have been expecting your arrival.” Maggie lifted her head, she noticed that he had a hood over his face. “Maggie Rhee a-at your service, My Lord.” Maggie stuttered from the cold. Prince Alvah then finally opened the doors to his chambers.
After their introductions, they started walking through the halls. Maggie noticed that the castle had been secluded. She turned to Prince Alvah, “Where is everyone?” She asked, getting worried for her own safety. “There isn’t anyone here except for me, Ms. Rhee.” He smirked through his hood, “I can smell your fear...It soothes me.” He whispered, sniffing her neck. “You’re going to soon perish tonight, Maggie. ” She felt him breathing in her ear. “W-What do you mean, M-My Lord?” Maggie stuttered, wondering why he is so close to her. “Why, I mean exactly what I said, Ms. Rhee,” he laughed, “I am just wondering how you will die.” He frowned, tapping his chin. “Oh! I know just the thing,” he smirked, taking his hood off. Maggie gasped, staring at his sparkling white fangs that were hanging from his dull white lips. Maggie shuddered as Prince Alvah sniffed her neck. “Help me!” She shrieked, trying to get out of his death grip. She suddenly stopped struggling and whispered, “What are you?” Alvah started laughing, “Oh, I think you know exactly what I am, Ms. Rhee.” He was right, she had read many supernatural novels from the forbidden library. Alvah started tapping Maggie’s cheek, “Didn’t your mother ever tell you to never go to the forbidden library… Ever?” he asked shaking his head with an intimidating smirk on his face. Maggie broke out of his grip and ran for the doors, “No! Stop!” Alvah screamed, trying to chase her. Maggie ran towards the woods, until she tripped on a piece of bark. “Blast you wench! Thánatos is going to kill me!” Alvah shouted, making loud noises with his feet. Maggie got up, brushed herself off, and continued to make a run for it.
Consequently, as Maggie was running, she had discovered a dead end at the edge of a cliff.

She heard shuffling behind her, and all of a sudden she was flying through the air and it all went black. Little did they know I was watching the whole time. What do I have to do with this situation, you ask? Well, I am in charge of this scheme after all. I start laughing out loud to make my presence known. “What did I tell you Alvah?” I asked, a deadly smirk had plastered itself onto my face. “I told you to bring the girl to me,” I started, running towards his frightened face. “I told you to bring her to me, not kill her. That was my job!” I shouted, grabbing his neck. “T-T-Thánatos,” he stuttered, struggling to get out of my grip. I drop him to his feet and take off my glove. He stumbled, trying to regain his balance. He stared me right in the face and touched my hand, he then turned to dust. “Death! My name is Death!” I smirked, then vanished into the night, seeking my next victim who dares to go into the forbidden library, and makes preposterous deals with the

devil.