Folio Work (Jekyll & Hyde+Firewall+Scott's Story)

[robbieman456]

Just about to start the re-draft and give my prelim story the ending it deserves!

Shouldn't take too long.

[scott]

Miss Davidson this is my redraft from the prelim ;D

please tell me if theres anything wrong with it

thanks

scott

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[robbieman456]

Finally done , after over three HOURS I cut back on the use of the word "She" and greatly improved my ending but it's a bit more sad this time.

I'm not going through the hassle of uploading it so I'll just copy and paste it in my next post.

[robbieman456]

Firewall

She entered the room. Access to the computer was easy. She was soon downloading the secret file. Suddenly the door began to open. Turning to face the door she was stunned by the blinding light from it and aggressive shouts echoed through the room. SWAT entered with all guns blazing. In an attempt to shield herself from the incoming fire, Susan dived behind the table and landed flat on the blue carpet. She looked around herself seeing what she could use to escape and then she caught sight of a ventilation duct. It was however, on the other side of the room but it didn’t look like Susan had a choice. She took one final deep breath and then swiped the flash drive from the laptop and dashed towards the vent. Within the last metre of the distance to the vent she executed a slide and disappeared into the vent.

It wasn’t over yet.

Susan frantically began to crawl through the vent duct towards the opening on the other side. She was nearly there as the bullets began to fly through, “wow,” she thought to herself, “they are really inaccurate.” Managing to reach the other side a roll was executed to avoid the bullets zipping through the opening and ruining the wall opposite it. The room was almost identical to the last, (with the exception of the lack of SWAT). She could hear the fire cease followed by footsteps beginning to thud down the corridor. There was no time. Turning to face the window wishing this wouldn’t be necessary. Susan braced herself for the fall. “3...” She started to sprint towards the window, “2...” The SWAT crashed through the door, “1.” She took one final leap and the window fractured around her as she broke through.

The cold wind whistled as the decent gained velocity. The beautiful city of Stockholm shined in her eyes. Regardless of this Susan kept her focus and kept facing down towards the pavement in which she would become pâté on if the parachute wasn’t used soon. So despite being still a bit close to the building, she pulled on the cord under her right arm and the parachute flourished open and brought Susan’s fall to a much more pleasant and less life-threatening speed. She finally levelled her head towards the cityscape still ignoring the view; the only thing important right now was to locate her safe house. Building after building she scanned her surroundings until she found it. To her disbelief however, she was already past it.

Susan tugged hard on the left handle of the parachute in a desperate attempt to steer it around and back on course towards the safe house. She had to land on the roof as it was the only way inside. The building wasn’t very tall but if she didn’t land on it soon the only thing Susan will be getting is a lifetime in jail. There was only one building left to go before she could touchdown on the safe house, but it was now too high for her to glide over it but who said she couldn’t just grab on the ledge and climb up onto the roof? She was determined to get back to the safe house no matter what the cost so Susan: Extended her arms upward, clutched the ledge, removed the parachute, and then pushed herself up onto the roof. The building wasn’t so it should be an easy jump, at least that’s what she thought before she realised that there was a whole two lane road to cross. “Grr!” she screamed in fury, she had come so far if only there was some sort of zip li... “Of course! The telephone line!” She had to be careful though it didn’t look too strong but apart from that it was perfect.

“Good thing I wore gloves.” she said, approaching the telephone line at jogging speed. In the last few centimetres towards the line she leaped up and clasped her hands around it. She felt like James Bond as she covertly crossed the street without looking down. Her eyes were fixed on that door as the telephone line ended. She let go of it and dived through the door. “Yes!” she was finally safe and only suffered minor injuries.

Susan wasted no time, thrusting the flash drive into her semi-legal computer, and made her first attempt at accessing the file. Unsurprisingly, it was password protected; normally in this situation she would run her AI program that enters every possible combination and the matter would be dealt with but this was different, this only gave Susan one chance to enter the correct password or the file would delete itself permanently. Before she went any further Susan stopped to think of a safer way to access it. Only one option sprung to mind but it could take days if not weeks to complete, but it would be worth it. Her plan was to simply hack it; she cracked her knuckles and got to work.

The constant glare of the monitor bleached Susan’s skin as the days went by, her fingers fluttered on the keyboard for hours on end only taking breaks to eat, sleep and drink. Susan started to grow more and more tired her hands getting weaker and weaker but she would not stop until this was done. On the final day she crawled out of her bed and towards the computer to finish this, she couldn’t get up onto the chair anymore so she used the keyboard on the floor, a few more hours passed and she finally reached the final line, just a few more words and she was done. At a tortoise-like pace her hands flopped on the keyboard to just get those last words in but it was all too much, she collapsed onto the floor and laid there, a broken woman, for her eternal rest.

The End

By Robert Harper
21/2/12

[robbieman456]

Oh by the way Ms Davidson have you managed to get my Jekyll Hyde essay?

[mrsanderson]

No, Robert, I didn't! Sorry - could you copy and paste it here? The files won't download.

Miss Davidson

[robbieman456]

Okay then I will copy and paste it into my next post.

[robbieman456]

The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde Critical Essay

By Robert Harper

“The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde,” was written by Robert Louis Stevenson in the 19th century. It is a short novel in the horror genre and its theme of dual personality is used in many films and cartoons, some of which are based on the novel. This piece of writing will highlight the use of characterisation and other techniques to explore his view of human nature being dual sided.

The novel is about Dr Jekyll who makes a potion to transform him into the evil Mr Hyde. However no one else knows that Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde are the same person and Dr Jekylls’ friend/lawyer Mr Utterson is trying to find out Dr Jekylls’ relation to Mr Hyde, and why Mr Hyde is in Dr Jekylls’ will. Eventually all is revealed to Mr Utterson through Dr Lanyons’ Narrative and Dr Jekyll’s Full statement of the case.

In the opening chapter, Enfield gives a description of Mr Hyde in appearance and body language. He describes Hyde as; “wasn’t like a man; it was like some damned Juggernaut.” “something wrong with his appearance something displeasing, something downright detestable.” This horrific description depicts Mr Hyde being the villain of the novel and he is pure evil. This also shows the might of evil over the weak metaphorically when Mr Hyde calmly walks over the young girl as well as the dual nature of human being.

In the succeeding chapter Mr Utterson encounters Mr Hyde for the first time, predictably the meeting is not very pleasant and Mr Utterson is left with the impression of Mr Hyde being hot-headed and impatient, “common friends!” echoed Mr Hyde, a little hoarsely.” “With a flush of anger” “snarled aloud into a savage laugh;” This suggests that Mr Hyde is quick tempered or is hiding something. However Mr Uttersons’ opinion of Dr Jekyll is in almost perfect contrast as he thinks of Dr Jekyll as a handsome and kind person. This refers to the main theme of the duality of human nature.

Throughout the novel London is described as a grand city despite the fog. However, the door to Mr Hydes’ “House” is decayed and grungy which is in contrast with the stately streets and door to Dr Jekylls’ house. The “House” itself is described as, “a certain sinister block of building... two storeys high; showed no window.” The description of the door follows; “marks of prolonged and sordid negligence... was blistered and distained.” Stevenson has made a metaphorical example of duality as if the street is representing a person and Mr Hydes’ “House” represent the evil trapped inside waiting to be unleashed. Meanwhile Dr Jekylls’ house is the standard impressive building depicted in London at the front. The back however, has not got windows, all the doors are locked and it is very private. The front is described as; “ancient, handsome” while the back is a, “dingy windowless structure” The house, (like the street) is a metaphor in itself and it also refers to the dual nature of human personality. With Dr Jekyll’s house being elegant and Mr Hyde’s house being distained and neglected.

The chapter titled, “The Carew Murder” is the most violent chapter in the novel. It involves Mr Hyde beating an elderly man to death with his cane. The murder was described as, “a storm of blows” and the old mans’ bones were, “audibly shattered” The brutal murder ends when Mr Hyde breaks his cane from the force of the assault. The witnesses’ reaction was horrified and it caused the maid to faint. This marks a turning point in the novel as Mr Hyde has now gone too far and it is confirmed that Mr Hyde must be prevented from ever going out again.

Throughout the novel it is always foggy in London which symbolises mystery and uncertainty in the plot. The fog is described having, “slept on the wing above a drowned city.” There is personification applied to the fog, (“slept”) to describe the slow motion of the fog across the city which adds to the pathetic fallacy depicted in the novel. Also with the fog sleeping it means that it could wake up like the evil in Dr Jekyll and it has “drowned” London and there is no escape from it.

At the end of the novel, Mr Utterson finds Mr Hyde dead in Dr Jekyll’s private room, after thoroughly searching around the room, Mr Utterson finds, “Dr Henry Jekyll’s Full Statement of the Case” and along with it he finds, “Dr Lanyon’s Narrative.” Mr Utterson then reads both Narratives and all is revealed to him. On page 82 in Henry Jekyll’s Full Statement of the case, Dr Jekyll writes, “I thus drew steadily...truly two.” This shows that Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde are two different sides to the same person. It was intended to be that the experiment does not fully work. This is because, all of the evil (Mr Hyde) was released with one serving of the liquid however when another serving was taken he went back to Dr Jekyll instead of being the paragon intended. Soon Dr Jekyll becomes addicted to the liquid and when he is close to depleting the liquid. The affects are mirrored and so Mr Hyde is the default entity, to prevent Mr Hyde from harming anyone again, Dr Jekyll commits suicide. This sends a warming to the reader which is not to over indulge in evil behaviour, otherwise the evil will take over.

In conclusion, Stevenson throughout the novel has used multiple literary devices and techniques to portray his belief of the dual nature of man. I mainly admired his use of pathetic fallacy to add to the mystery theme of the novel as fog is such a great item to include in the novel of this type. Along with this, Mr Utterson is a believable protagonist in his persistence to find out the truth about the doomed Dr Jekyll.

[scott]

miss have you been able to download my story or am i going to do the same as robert???

[robbieman456]

I'd advise you do the same scott.

We have Word 2007 Ms Davidson has Word 2003.

Self explanatory really. ;D

[mrsanderson]

Actually, oddly I did manage to get Scott's! So no need to post here. Thanks very much, boys.

[robbieman456]

Hmm... maybe it's the font I used, it's definately not the file type *sigh* never mind at least you've got mine now anyway.