Imagine the darkest room you’ve ever seen. Now put skulls and bones in every corner, doorway,

  and inch of the walls. This is what Eulalia saw. She had dropped her dolly down in the small

  door and when it stopped rolling, she had gone so far in the cavern that it had begun hard to see

  the walls of the room. She picked it up and glanced around. She had gotten curious looking at the

  many tunnels ahead of her and decided to look. She thought to herself. “An adventure sounds

  like fun.” There was a little dog skull at the top of the doorway and a trail of bones leading

  farther down the passage. She walked down the corridor, all the while, it was getting darker, she

  was progressing deeper into the Parisian catacombs. The little peasant girl was dressed in tattered

  rags, and her little feet had no shoes to protect them from the sharp bones laying around. At the

  end of the tunnel, there was practically no light. She had to hold her hands out to feel where the

  wall was. As she moved along the tunnel got narrower and soon when she thought it best to turn

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  back and find her mother, she entered into a room at the end. There was a small lantern placed on

  a wooden table. Upon that table there were maps with many complicated markings strewn about.

  She stepped onto a chair to look at them better. There were lots of funny words written about like

  “trenches, nazi's, axis, allies, population, and nuclear”. She was in the middle of sounding out the

  word “japanese” when a very tall dark man spun her around and demanded of her to explain how

  she got in and what she was doing.“I-I-I'm sorry mister, I just dropped my dolly and I wanted to

  find her. What are these funny pictures mister?” she asked the man. He didn’t answer. He picked

  her up and held her away from him. "André! I have something for you to get rid of!” the vicious

  man called out. Another man walked in shocked, and grabbed the little girl harshly, making her

  drop her doll. He took her into a tunnel and dropped her into a hole. She screamed on her way

  down, until a snarl was heard, and one last shout of fright was heard. Then nothing ever escaped

  the little Eulalia’s lips again