Zain had always wanted to go on an adventure but his mum said he might find himself in some trouble. One foggy Friday, he was walking down Hillden street and he noticed that there was something mysterious in the Emporium. He stepped into the Emporium with his tingling feet. 

Everywhere Zain looked, The room was filled up with more and more treasure with the poppy beaming in your eyes impulsively. He noticed that there was an old rusty key on the floor and thought, does it come from the library? He looked at every library and saw a book with crystals and materials and it was still not the right key. He gave up but he got a photo from his favorite characters. He went into the car and got the key and he saw a tree trunk and a penny woven.There was a honey nut butterfly sitting next to some paper back books.

“I see you found the wonder book.” said a voice in the distance. You have to give it back before it breaks. Zain got the book and put it back in the library.He quickly got on his feet and saw an old man, whose hands were as wrinkled as a scrunched paper. On his shoulder was a snake that hissed, angrily.

“My name is Agatha swift,” she said gazing at Ayan until he moved from the seat uncomfortably. “This is my shop. Are you interested in buying something?” Ayan didn’t answer, he just nodded. Here this is my precious book. You can look around but if you’re fascinated just get to the desk. You are free to glance but do not grip anything. Do not open that book!” alerted Agatha Swift.

A moment later, Mrs Agatha Swift had vanished with a swish of air and a twirl of her red overcoat she disappeared behind the curtains. Ayan was alone. He turned back, and opened the book. Each different page contained an idea for some sort of magical world. There was a noted paragraph of a story and different cities. There were cliffs, mountains and much more. The following of the pen magically moved and there was a magical wet land that had a house built in the ground waiting to be eaten like candy falling from the sky.. The outline of one precious thing of all.

“In this direction,” shouted the fire dragon. Ayan left the book and ran towards the fire dragon. He entered through a mystery door that led to the wetlands  that fluttered the trees. She sat and paid attention to the sound. There was one sound that led to a trail that went past the forest into a cottage. It looked like the one that he had drawn in the book. Without hesitation, whilst looking around, Ayan went straight for the door.

His heart warmed expecting that the house had everything he needed: a cozy fireplace with four sofas attached together; a tiny kitchen with a small plate; a full water supply and an old cooker; a table set with 3 seats with cooked bird in the middleand an underground staircase that led to a bunker. “Hello,”  called Ayan wondering if anyone was home but he was only met with a calming breeze. .

Seconds later, a pound was heard. Ayan was running around trying to escape the unknown house. Minutes later, a room door opened. And then he saw it  staring out. A dark shaped monster appeared from under the floorboards. Sharp fanged teeth appeared in the darkness. A grotesque head appeared in front of him. There was no uncertainty when Ayan legs moved. He jumped out the cottage door, running for his life. He followed the trail and when he looked back he could see the unknown monster appear in the woods. A voice was heard in a whisper.” Come back, “ catcalled the creature!

The Assassin bug

The assassin bug is a fascinating creature. There are 155 different species characteristic .These insects are equipped with a curved, pointed mouthpart known as proboscis.Proboscis are used to stab and kill their prey. Assassin eggs are laid in tight clusters or bark,leaves and soil. These bug’s live in a large number of habitats.They can be found in rainforests, rocky areas, inside animal nest’s and chicken coop’s. Would you recognize the creature if you ever saw it?

Instead of hunting and capturing  small prey these insects can consume much larger things than themselves. After stabbing the prey with their proboscis, they inject venom or they digest juices after they finish eating the prey.They can kill prey’s much larger than the assassin bug.

When the assassin bug is awake unattendedly it will inject your body with the most painful sting that you had in your life. It is like a bullet ant which will inject poison into your system without an antidote.

As he was trying to recognise the door and his ears were ringing.  As soon as he looked out the window he saw the edge of a huge cliff with a mystical door at the end. He stood there exhaustively, waiting for the end to commence. Then he slipped and someone grabbed his leg and he let go. Ayan ran towards the door not knowing what to do.  He looked straight at the unknown door. Looking at the door in horror. He starred in it without knowing what to do.Suddenly, he walked towards the door with a few steps.

 He carefully stepped towards the door not knowing what was about to happen. He reached into a deep pool and tried to get out but he drowned as soon as he was about to take his last breath . Desperately, he pulled at the door handle. It opened, he was back in the Emporium.  He sat worn out, breathing in fear. He looked around but no one was around. He walked around and didn’t seem to find anyone. What had occurred?

Ayan sneaked through the Emporium. Ms Agatha Swift flew through the curtain window uttering as she did,  “Did you enjoy the experience?” she  said in a low voice “I see you’ve come back  to the Emporium.” Ayan shook his head uncertain of what to do, not knowing what to say. t,  “It is when you open a wonderful book in the Emporium that magic happens,” smiled Ms Agatha with a crooked laugh.    

Ayan stepped out onto the street not knowing what had happened and wanted to find out more once he turned around and saw the  magical Emporium  had disappeared. It’s like it vanished into thin air, he thought. He felt a shiver of magical dust drop from the sky. Maybe tomorrow he said in a shivering voice. He soundly walked home.

He arrived home not knowing that the fire dragon was hidden in the trees.. It looked through the window seeing the boy sitting down tiredly waiting for the next day to commence. It had all the time in the world. 

Prologue

There are some places where no one goes. Like the Nowhere Emporium shop.

Even though the gleam and shimmer of the amethyst comes alive. Even though the noise of birds chirping in the morning and the ring of the cockerel wakes farmers on harvest day. Even  though the touch of smooth, soft and silky, slicked back hair of a horse out stands in the wind. Even though the flavor of fresh cheesy pizza melts on your taste buds.

Even though, at Easter, chocolate eggs would be scattered across the  decorated rooms, ready to be devoured.Even though, intricately made  diamond rings glistened in the sunlight  begging for freedom. Even though, the scent of delicious cookies drifted around the building, giving the rooms an inviting aroma .

Chapter 1

Ayan has always been adventurous and his dad had told him that it will lead to something bad.He walked down Crompton Road and he noticed something was strange.He looked back at it and saw that the Emporium door was open. Without thinking he stepped in slowly.

Ayan felt a little breeze as he looked. He saw magical things  but one was not as magical as the Egyptian ring. Noise was heard as Ayan stepped closer. Light beamed glowing into Ayan’s eye’s . There was a different painting of clocks along the hallway but one tick made  several clocks scream at me. On one of the walls, water dripped temptingly as sweet glitter fell along the floor. His  first sight was of a bone fish hook but then the vision of the toy Cap Gun. Footsteps thud  and floor boards creak.A door  slammed shut. On one side of the room old cloth lay there waiting to be worn. Spiders swung as they  ate the old man’s clothes. But what caught Ayan’s eyes the most was a leather silvery book that was first covered with dark blood. He turned the page and he saw the most magical writing.

“Have you found my elevated book?” He hissed along the hallway. He looked back and as quick as  a flash he slammed the book together in shock. He stared at the previous owner who held many books. He had rotten teeth and looked like he had not slept in days because the bags underneath his eyes were swollen. On his shoulder perched a raven as black as a Thunder Cloud.