After fifteen minutes of waiting, Peir walked along a beige path. He looked up to see a blue house surrounded by gold flowers with silver pots.When he looked to the right there was: a clear lake and swans swimming;tall trees letting go of their leaves;more paths;a flock of birds standing waiting for food; and benches with fabric chairs. He went forward and pushed the door.He stepped inside.

Peir slowly walked to the living room but no one was there.

“Hello,”Peir said trembling.

There was no answer.He had turned to see an oven covered in moss and a table labelled ‘Made of birch’ then to the chairs they also had a label ‘e of oak’ the leg with the label had fallen off. He found a staircase so he walked up.Peir found a silent black room. Suddenly, there was a thump noise coming from the downstairs door. Peir quietly walked to the noise. There was a dark figure standing in the distance.

Running around the shadow of it Peir ran down the pathway through the long grass. But  there was no door in sight…