Silently, Amber looked round the door because she wasn’t alone anymore. Someone or something  was there with her. Cautiously , Amber slithered down the stairs unsure of what do do next…

She made her way to the living room . Sitting there in an old, worn out,wooden rocking chair was   old Mrs Deathtree . Swaying back and forth staring at the TV with no emotion . Amber froze in shock . Why was Mrs Deathtree in her house?

As Amber was just about to sprint out of her house Mrs Deathtree turned her head around like an owl and said “Don’t go dear… I need a friend…” Amber was paralysed . She was going to be nothing in this world anymore…

Mrs Deathtree got up, walked like a zombie, towards Amber . Grabbed her hand, pulled her up stairs, and started to play a weird game with her. Now Amber was no more than just a precious puppet to play with…