One day a small boy called Michael was wandering down a dark, spooky avenue. He was 9 years old and had just lost his ball down the path. He was on his way to get it. (Chiming). “Huh?!, whats going on?” he said. (Chiming stops) After hearing the music, Michael carried on walking down the dark avenue. It was spooky but the ball was in sight. As he crept down the dark pathway, he started to realize that someone/something might be following him! He turned to see nothing but a tall figure behind him. Michael screamed. “AUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” he cried. Then he blacked out——.