Chapter 2:

The sits on the wooden box as I close the curtains while a harsh storm brews outside.”I-I’m Violet P-Parmar!” she says cold and tired. “I’m Tootsie, Tootsie Ren”, I say unlocking my door with a small golden key. “Did you see it? The dragonmander!” I say… 

Twenty minutes later, we find ourselves holding a flashlight down in a cold,damp museum cellar looking for a place to hide.  

We walked along the rows of crates, piled on the stone floor like thousands of boulders. Violet walks over to a large, bronze cloured box big enough for her to fit in. “Thank you,Toot”, she says smiling. After I smiled at her back, we heard a soft growl like a dog.”What was that!?” Violet whispers clambering out of the crate silently.

“I don’t know but whatever it is,it’s not happy!” I said, shaking. But that’s when I saw it. A tall,fierce creature staring at us. We stood there still, shivering cold and scared. Then! The beast lunged at violet, its razor-sharp teeth showing as it tried to take a bite. Without hesitation I picked up a crate and hit it over the head making it collapse on the floor. 

“Violet! Get up!” I scream at her. The monster lets out an ear bleeding scream before flying out of the museum. We ran to the pier outside of the museum and saw the Dragonmander dive into the  safety of the jarring sea… 

“Let’s go back in, it’s cold out here and warm inside and it could come back”, I say holding the broken,bronze crate in my hands…