Out of nowhere, a black shadow leapt after her. The person chased Lillie round a corner where she was trapped: her only escape was the abandoned building. She had been warned about this place and told never to enter, but entering might be her only choice. A rush of wind ran past Lillie’s back sending a chill down her spine. She rushed in.
Inside, it was just as she had imagined. Dark, eerie shadows lurked in every crack. Lillie tried to hide but there was no hope. Rushing up the creaky stairs, she entered the last room, it was full of boxes. Everything looked ancient. Egyptian tombs, Romans armor, King henry’s portraits. Why was all this here?
The person jumped round the door, his knife flashing by the light of the moon. Suddenly, a loud roar came from behind Lillie, followed by a black shadow. A matted tail brushed past her leg worrying her. Lightning streaked past the window, showing a fire-like red mane. The creature roared again but this time louder, shaking the whole house. The person ran away, slashing the creatures side as he went. At that moment, the creature fell to the floor, howling in pain. What was this thing?
Lillie ran over to the creature to check if it was ok. “What are you” she whispered. To her surprise, the creature replied, “I’m the last of the lions. My family died last month so I’ve learnt to stand up for myself.”
Suddenly she heard a crack…