The finding

Ignoring the screeching of Wagna, John looked around hoping for another door to be somewhere.There was no door but there was a bridge that had been hidden between the branches of nearby trees. It was a strange green with an odd brown pattern running along the branch . A sheer drop awaited the people that fell beneath the rotten planks of wood. Peering into the branches, he could just see what looked like the shape of a door at the very end slowly fading into nothing.

Immediately, he sprinted to the bridge fast but steady. John  had expected it to support his weight but the plank broke beneath him. Luckily, that spring he had been practicing his reflexes and reactions and backflipped back to the start of the bridge. John’s mum had said that he was like a ninja and, ‘knew no fear’. He could hear the sound of Wagna approaching fast. He ran like the clappers across the bridge hoping he would not fall.

Just less than a meter away, wagna flew into John’s back piercing at his skin and injuring him badly he dropped below the bridge into the dark reveen . Wagna disattached from John’s bleeding body. Waking up, John found himself covered in blood and only barely survived the drop. In front of him was a door. He went inside.It was the real emporium with all his friends! He was safe. But that was wrong.