Bob was amazed, many beautiful sketches lay in the scroll. He had the idea of drawing all of his greatest dreams throughout his life, Bob slowly approached the dust encrusted scroll.

“My name is Jeff,” said the shop owner. Bob nodded. When Bob came closer, Jeff became more agitated and wary.

Until he exclaimed, “Do not touch that old scroll, it is very special, it makes a door to a world whatever you draw!”

Bob just shrugged and walked off. Little did Jeff know that just made Bob more tempted.

“Do I make myself clear?”said Jeff sternly.

“Yes,” nodded Bob.

Bob was reading until Jeff left the room. Temptation was growing immensely. Bob observed his surroundings; the coast was clear. So, Bob picked up the quill and opened the scroll. All of a sudden, an Owl squawked. Bob begged it to be quiet. The Owl did obey. Bob was relieved, so Bob resumed to open the scroll.

Bob was amazed, many beautiful sketches lay in the scroll. He had the idea of drawing all of his greatest dreams throughout his life, which would be a tough challenge, but he carried on. Unfortunately the Owl did not agree with Bob’s decisions and did the loudest burp ever. Bob was flabbergasted. Then the Owl led Bob to a wide, but short door. This door was not here before.

Bob opened this creaky door, he was amazed. His eyes could not believe it: a giant, pebbly path lay along the forest floor; Minecraft caves and blocks are all around; a crumbling mediaeval castle sit on a luscious green mountain top; and a V8 Land Rover Defender face a purple portal with particles. These were all of his sketches, all of them were there!