Chapter 3
What now?
As Thomas was wondering what to do he thought to himself. Suddenly an idea popped into his tiny brain, “If I write in the book there might be a room that I made, nobody else could think of it!” whispered Thomas. Thomas began his drawing: he drew a big circle with little dots on the inside, then he drew rectangles with beady little eyes.. He closed the book and then he closed his eyes and thought about the room he was about to make. Thomas took a big breath and said, “please work”.

Wondering in his mind what it was going look like he opened his eyes and saw: a colossal white room towering over him, ladybirds fluttered round the room and bugs of many types walked on the chalk white floor. A chalky voice came from the opposite side he was facing, he spun round as quick as a lightning bolt. Nothing was there. He heard it again but it said “let me touch you”. Shivers ran down Thomas’s back. A cold hand touched his shoulder, the hand was as cold as a winters day.