It was a cold day in a town called Monaka, England. It was winter and the sun wasn't out that morning. It was the Christmas holidays, but my parents still had to work early. They left me a note that said: “have a good breakfast, brush your teeth and then clean the house a little”. I pretended the note wasn't there and went into the kitchen, got some eggs, made some toast, poured myself some orange juice, and sat at the kitchen table. I was tired and didn't want to do anything other than watch some TV. I ignored what the letter said and instead of brushing my teeth and cleaning the house, I went straight to the living room and sat on the couch, with my pajamas on and a blanket over me I managed to reach for the remote control. When I started to wake up, I heard a noise coming from my room, it sounded like a "broom". I was a little scared so I took a baseball bat and crept towards my room like a snail, trying to make as little noise as possible. I opened the door directly as if I were made of it and saw an extraordinary thing; it was a small space black hole. For the next few seconds I remain frozen as the black hole begins to drag me towards it. I wanted to react, but I still wondered how a black hole had entered my room. After a while I reacted and managed to hold on to my bedroom door, but I didn't have enough strength and the hole dragged me inside. Suddenly everything went black and everything went dark. Soon after I landed on my head and passed out. When I started to wake up, I noticed that where people were talking and looking at me, not just any kind of people, they were little people with pointy ears and old torn clothes. I couldn't imagine what I would see! They are orcs, hobbits, elves, dragons and fairies, which made me swoon again. While I… middle of paper… our bodies hurt, but we decided to keep going. I looked at the map and saw that our next location was the skeleton graveyard. It looked creepy. We arrived at the cemetery after walking about 10 miles. It was a creepy place, full of graves, but no skeletons around. We tried not to make a sound, but one of the elves sneezed and that's when we were surrounded by a ton of skeletons. We took out our swords and prepared to fight. A skeleton attacked us, so I brandished my swords and cut off its head. The rest of my friends did the same, making it all the way to the other side of the cemetery. On the other side we sat down to drink and eat again. I was about to eat a garlic roll, but the hobbit stopped me and said, "Don't eat it, it will be needed for the next place, the VAMPIRE castle." “Vampires! Not vampires, I hate them” I shouted.