Extend the Story - Add a Room

You continue your search..Still wondering what that Apple meant..Pondering the meaning of his little Wise words..


You search for 10 minutes.

This turns into an hour.

An hour turns to two.

Double this and it's four.

Four becomes six.

Hey I know math!

Seriously, though, whilst the school is ending, children pacing down the corridoors, you still observe the area with your Mini-Magnifying Glass, every nook and cranny you search through. Yet, there is no Pie. No crust. No pastry....

Nothing but spiderwebs and their creators. It's obdurate to appear...

The Apple Pie has yet to come..

Yet, as if teasing you, it does not, only slight crumbs, nothing but crumbs..Tiny, unsatisfying crumbs..Of what was once, or yet to be a nice, plump pie. A pastry that you desire, you visualise it, biting into that flesh...And chewing on that wonderful, Heavenly meat, or even an apple pie, crispy, with flavour that you simply cannot resist. Yes. Pie. Apple.

Apple-Pie.



You feel a sense of despair as you come across nothing but the fine dust flecks..And crumbs, yet again.

You begin to feel faint..

"Pie...Pie...Where is my..beautiful pie..If you can hear me right now...I love you..I love you so much..To see that pastry of yours today would be as divine as my love for you..."

Tears begin to slowly fall, splashing slowly as they hit the ground..Like in that movie you watched.


You look down, sobbing, and where your tears had dropped, is....




































.....PIE!!


You scream in excitement, relishing this amazing moment.

Devour the pie