“My name is John Silver,” he said, staring at Raj , until he slowly stepped back. His pupils started to enlarge. “This is my emporium. Do you like it?” but Raj was too startled to speak and nodded quickly. “You are free to look around but you do not have consent to touch the book!”
A few seconds later Mr Silver had vanished with a puff of smoke and his hat fell to the floor. Raj was alone in the colossal room. He turned around and steadily opened the book. Every crisp, yellow page had a different idea for a marvellous new place. There were drawings of futuristic buildings and skyscrapers, formula 1 cars racing on lengthy circuits and snowflakes falling on the ground.
The next thing Raj knew, he had a pen in his hand and he was drawing a rocky beach, seagulls flying majestically in the sky, and a blue ocean that went as far as he could see – she drew the thing she yearned the most.
“This way,” the raven trilled and started flying to a mahogany door and a glossy gold handle, Raj thoughtlessly followed. He entered through and felt the rocks under his feet. He peered at the bright yellow sun and found that everything he drew was there in front of him. Without hesitating, Raj accelarated forwards and didn’t look back.
His heart thudded firmly, the beach had everything you would need: colourful beach chairs to sit on; beach umbrellas to block the sun; beach houses to stay in; buckets and shovels to make sand castles; and bottles of water if someone gets hot. “Hello” Raj called as if someone was there, but no one responded.
Seconds later Raj heard a mysterious sound. He turned around and saw a giant black figure staring at him with its glowing red eyes. A moment later, the figure started running towards Raj. He ran the other way, as fast as his legs could take him. He darted forwards and didn’t look back. He darted towards where the door was but nothing was there except for more rocks going onwards and not stopping. Wherever he looked he saw the figure. “Come back!” wailed a voice behind him.