Chapter 1
It was a crisp and chilly evening, in the month of November. Charles was in his room, reading a book. He heard a loud crunching noise. A black mysterious creature had popped out of the ground. Was this real? He blinked and it was actually his father coming back from work. Charles thought it was is imagination and wavered it off. He didn’t realise the horror he would experience the next three days.
Later that night, he heard the same crunching noise again. He looked outside again in fear. He saw the ominous dark creature again. This time it was looking straight at him. Its purple glowed like burning coals. Its six hands looked ghastly, black and looked like torn, rotting corpses. Its body was covered in scales. Its face looked punctured. The creature screamed and Charles' blood ran cold. Then it disappeared. Charles quickly jumped into his bed and heard a faint whisper. "Bring him, to me...."
Charles then saw a flash of red and lightning. The lightning seemed to reach out and grab him. Suddenly, it pulled him towards a black hole in which he fell down. Charles was horrified as he fell down. He was in a small mysterious room and in front of him stood the dark creature...
