This is one of my crazy stories I write every now and then.
Bill is your average young man, clean cut hair, well mannered, very kind. He always loved
being with his friends and riding his bike around the small town of Treeoak, Virginia.
Today was the last day of school, it's 2:59 - PM, one minute away from the sweet freedom to
summer, everyone was watching that clock, waiting for the bell. Then it rings! Everyone rushes out of class, and heads down to the local creek. But Bill didn't feel like going down there, so he started to walk
home, but a few miles down the road from his house...he notices a small red shack that he has never seen before. So he carefully walks over to the shack to see what's inside...he ever so slowly opens the door, his hands are shaking. Then, the doors flies open! A hand grabs Bill and pulls him into the darkness of the shack...Bill blacks out seconds after entering the shack. He wakes up in a wide, open field with a beautiful, bright blue sky. He stands up and looks around and sees a hill with a large red-brick house. As he makes his way up the hill, he sees a Lion guarding the door into the house, so he approaches the Lion and asks "Hello? My name's Bill Turner...do you understand what I'm saying?!?", the Lion turns his large head and looks Bill right in the eyes. Bill mutters to himself "Oh God, what have I done?" The Lion says "Do I look like an idiot to you boy?...Of course I understand you. Now, what do you want?" Bill can not
believe that this Lion is speaking to him. So Bill says "I...I'd like to know where we are.", the Lion has look of shock upon his face...he stands up, cracks his back and says to Bill "My God, Landslur is alive!?
My boy, you need to come with me if you wish to live, it's getting dark....it won't be safe for much longer"
