He is also confronted with another fear, Due to a childhood memory, Stephen is also afraid of birds. Even though the tunnellers use canaries to detect gas, Stephen still enters the tunnels. After a fire fight with Germans in the tunnels, he is gravely injured and left for dead with the other dead
Would his father be behind these doors? He did not enjoy seeing his father at the best of times, but now, after what he had done. Jonno slowly opened the heavy doors and crept down the hallway. The hall did not seem familiar, apart from lacquered oak floorboards and the high ceiling there was something different. Of course, it struck him, the paintings were gone.
Those other wretches, how they bled and spewed, And one who would have drowned himself for good, — I try not to remember these things now. Let dread hark back for one word only: how Half-listening to that sentry's moans and jumps, And the wild chattering of his broken teeth, Renewed most horribly whenever crumps Pummelled the roof and slogged the air beneath — Through the dense din, I say, we heard him shout "I see your lights!" But ours had long died
He slams the door and the music abruptly ends and all is left is silence, besides the hyperventilating breathing of Frank. Scared and having nowhere else to hide he tries pleading with Laura “Please don’t pressure me.” This is the sort of intervention Frank needed forcing him to realize he has to change something, but it did not come easily as is the usual case for people suffering from addiction. After his breakdown in the bathroom Frank is seen slouching in a chair as he stares at Laura while she sleeps. As he stares he suddenly drops his cigarette into his unfinished drink which could possibly be a symbolic gesture suggesting he is done relying on liquor as being his only comfort and sets
“As l leave, I know I am leaving my Best-Friend.” The floorboards creak beneath my feet. The sound pierces the dead of night, echoes throughout the landing, and fills me with terror. Oh no! Had I blown my cover? I check the door behind me, the one where the dreaded monster sleeps, listening for any warning signs that he had woken and would come flying out the door in rage.
One may be apt to associate “this man turned bug” as a grotesque display representing one of the lowest forms of life. Gregor’s manager and family are disgusted by his unexplainable physical appearance. Stunned, the manager retreats out of the house in horror, the mother falls to the floor in grief and the father, in an attempt to get Gregor out of sight, forces him into the doorway of his room. Gregor’s beetle body is too large for the doorway and he finds himself stuck and unable to move, “when from behind his father gave him a hard shove, which was truly his salvation, and bleeding profusely, [Gregor] flew far into his room” (Kafka, 2314). Another way one might define the metaphor of this transformation is looking at Gregor’s disassociation with the human world.
Finny is in the assembly room and Brinker is basically telling Finny that Gene shook the branch and meant for Finny to fall. When Finny hears this, he doesn’t believe or want to hear anymore. He quickly runs out of the assembly room and Gene thinks, “…these separate sounds collided into the general tumult of his body falling clumsily down the white marble stairs” (177). Finny doesn’t believe Gene would do something mean to him so he runs out of the room and falls down the stairs. Finny is naïve and cannot accept the fact that there is war and that people would hurt other innocent people.
The paneled walls buckle, but “down under” is a place for Max to hide away from an unfriendly world. It is a run-down and depressing place, but it is at least his own. Except for Kevin’s house, the other social/domestic settings are even more depressing. When the boys visit the New Tenements (called the “New Testaments”), it is a sad and broken environment, one where people have no hope. Max’s father takes him to an old woman’s home, where they are intruders, and then to the filthy basement of a burned-out building.
They come across no food but only a locked door. They soon hear voices in the home and the boy gets scared. They quickly break the door with the fathers crowbar and they hide in the locked door unaware of what was behind them. They soon turn around to see other people in a jail like structure without any clothes, emaciated. They are alarmed at the light that peaked through the door and they start to complain.
Boom! “ Men gather your weapons were under attack “ still half asleep I scurry across the room to get my boots on , still unstable I hit my toe against a nail but the excruciating pain had to be ignored as I only had 3-7 seconds to get out but on the plus side it got me wide awake. Prepped and ready I dash outside to fight for my country and my pride but it was quickly swallowed as I was intoxicated by the smell of the air, it had completely stifled my nose as it had a mixture of decaying flesh from comrades and other organisms; the smell of the latrines used for human waste well that’s all my nose could pick up and to make matters worse the rain for last night had saturated the soil and so the water in the trenches was at waist height making