It was the most stunning thing that Evie had ever seen. Her whole imagination, right here in front of her. “It’s just like all my wildest dreams. How does it work? ” She looked around for Bea. She found her playing with some woodland critters. There were many creatures to be seen: red squirrels climbing up and down trees; mice scuttling along the ground, bearing berries in their paws; birds perched on branches; rabbits jumping along the emerald grass; deer grazing by the lake in the middle of the glaze. “Magical!” said Evie and Bea in union, as they explored the area around the lake. Excitedly, they took their shoes off and dipped their feet in the cool, sapphire lake.

After chatting together for a while, Bea stood up. She slipped her shoes on and walked over to the glaze, a stricken look on her face. “Bea? Where are you going? Wait for me!” Evie ran to catch up with Bea. They entered the glaze, that now was plunged into darkness. Something didn’t feel right at all.

Then they heard it. Scratching, moving, rustling. They found an old rustic cabin and hid away inside. It was coming closer. Soon, it was inside the cabin. It was coming from downstairs. The animals squeaked and scuttled away, behind bushes and trees. Evie and Bea looked at each other, bewildered looks on their faces. Bea found the courage to head downstairs. She opened the bedroom door and looked outside. Evie nervously watched her, glancing around her. ” Please don’t be long, Bea. Promise me you’ll come back!” she said, looking her in the eye. “Promise” Bea replied. She walked outside and shut the door behind her.

Suddenly, the door opened wide. Bea ran into the room, and slammed the door behind her. She was panting heavily. Evie looked petrified. “Is it that bad?” she squeaked. Bea had no time to reply. An eerie, black figure entered the room. A hooded, black figure. Before it had time to reveal itself, Evie and Bea were already outside. “It’s me…I’m here…come back…” it whispered. Suddenly, hail started falling outside. It was worse than the usual two minute light hail storm. The hail fell like tennis balls, and it lasted for ten minutes. They ran back towards where the door to the room was.

It was gone. The door was missing. Only more fantasy world. Evie and Bea exchanged worried glances. “Where’d it go? We’re stuck here! Oh, if only I hadn’t written in that stupid book!” said Evie, an edge of frustration to her voice. Behind them the hooded ghost called to them as they ran away. “Come…back”