Limestone Manor was colossal – a giant. But longer the friendly one. A large, overpowering giant towering Jeremy and Reese. They both stood silent, it wasn’t the manor the owned. The door was barricaded so they couldn’t get in but Jeremy knew a secret way to get inside.

Jeremy went around the back to open the door and it wasn’t barricaded they got in. They were in the kitchen was where they had left it the clock on the wall and the dishwasher was next to the tumble dryer and so on and so on.

“Come to your room,” said Reese walking up the stairs.

“First let’s go to my Dad’s room, we need that plan,” explained Jeremy walking beside him.  They looked everywhere under the bed, behind the tele, in the drawer but one place he didn’t look was behind the drawer. There it was the plan he wanted.

“Smart boy,” said a voice from the wardrobe.

As soon as he said that one small, fat man came out the wardrobe and he snatched the plan out of his hand.

“Give that back now!” demanded Jeremy jumping up.

“No you little rat,” shouted the small, fat man. As soon as that was said two other small and fat men came out of the attic. Jeremy and Reese turned around to leave but the door was shut.