Every weekÂ me and Jack would go to Craven Dale Park and meet eachÂ other by an old,Â withered, rotting oak tree. Mysteriously, there is a door – a creaky door. Any way there is no time for intro’s. Lets get started.
“Today is going to beÂ my ultimate adventure!”
“Come on lets go.”
At the sameÂ time they entered the door and they were gobsmacked by what they saw… When theÂ windÂ howls; when the trees branches try to grab you like a witches green bony fingers;Â Â when there is a full moon, then you know something is going to happen. Dun Dun Dun !!!