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Cold bony hands grabbed my wrist as I jumped in fright. I looked around with bewilderment as I was dragged across the wooden floor. I caught a brief glimpse of who was holding me. I didn’t believe it, it was Rumpy! Suddenly a wicked idea popped into my head! I could bargain with him! “Rumpy . . . “ I began to say but my words were drowned by distant chattering. Ahead of us was a large metal door that looked like a big boulder loomed in front of us. Then I started again “ Rumpy, please why are you doing this!?” “It’s worth it, you have no respect for me so why should I keep you alive? “ Rumpy replied “ But I didn’t do anything! “ I desperately snapped back. “ I will keep you rotting in my dungeon “ boomed Rumpy. I was speechless as my mind searched for words to keep from being thrown into the dungeon. Questions started to bubble up in my head but I was thrown down onto the hard tiles. The door slammed shut. I felt around blindly and felt something was weird. There was a little crack in between the tiles and slowly I lifted it up. I gasped as a long spiral staircase led down, down, down. The rails had specks of dust on them and the stairs were crumpled, the walls were made of sandstone and there were cobwebs everywhere. It started to smell like an antique shop as I stepped carefully onto one of the steps. As small chunks of sand dropped onto the steps below me as I stepped lightly onto each step descending deeper and deeper underground. There! I had to stop myself from screaming with delight as I saw light streaming in I flew down the steps towards a bright light that seemed to be sunlight streaming in. As I neared the end of the steps, I saw it was a nut. There was a little sheet of crumbled paper but it was still readable from an appropriate distance. I carefully slipped the paper out of its place and began to read. To whom It may concern, Using this very nut you can defeat Rumpy, I once knew him very well but he betrayed me for a nut, his Favorited thing. Sooooooo I kinda invented a nut to defeat him and I am writing this right now because I am in Rumpy's dungeon and am about to die so now I will get on with it. Put this nut in a tissue and give it to Rumpy to ea . . . **********. Oh no I thought desperately I took off the lid and grabbed the nut she reached into he pocket rummaging through her stuff. Ah! that's it! A Napkin I put the nut in and ran back up the stairs and back into the dim light of the dungeon just as Rumpy opened the door "Nuts" He growled and said "give em to me" "OK" I snapped, He snatched it out of my hand and shoved it into his drooling mouth. "I feeel . . sooo . . . sleeeppy" and he vanished into thin air. . . . TO BE CONTINUED . . . .

Cold bony hands grabbed my wrist as I jumped in fright. I looked around with bewilderment as I was dragged across the wooden floor. I caught a brief glimpse of who was holding me. I didn’t believe it, it was Rumpy! Suddenly a wicked idea popped into my head! I could bargain with him! “Rumpy . . . “ I began to say but my words were drowned by distant chattering. Ahead of us was a large metal door that looked like a big boulder loomed in front of us. Then I started again “ Rumpy, please why are you doing this!?” “It’s worth it, you have no respect for me so why should I keep you alive? “ Rumpy replied “ But I didn’t do anything! “ I desperately snapped back. “ I will keep you rotting in my dungeon “ boomed Rumpy. I was speechless as my mind searched for words to keep from being thrown into the dungeon. Questions started to bubble up in my head but I was thrown down onto the hard tiles. The door slammed shut. I felt around blindly and felt something was weird. There was a little crack in between the tiles and slowly I lifted it up. I gasped as a long spiral staircase led down, down, down. The rails had specks of dust on them and the stairs were crumpled, the walls were made of sandstone and there were cobwebs everywhere.

Cold bony tentacles grabbed my wrist and yanked me toward a massive door. I briefly caught a glimpse of the strangers face, it was Rumpy! I was suddenly thrown onto a rough carpet and Rumpy locked the door. " Rumpy, wait!" I cried through the door but it was no use, Rumpy has already disappeared into thin air! "STOP!!!" boomed an electrifying voice shuddered across the room.

A terrifying shriek sounded as darkness swirled around me, I felt tentacles reaching out and grabbing my arms and legs. I looked around trying to see who was holding me but all I saw was pitch - black. I tried to wriggle free but their grasp was too strong. Suddenly, thousands of googly eyes appeared all around me, now I could see them more clearly. Their tentacles were lined with sharp objects and their faces were pale. Then I screamed in agony as one of them poked me with their tools. Boy they are really sharp I thought to myself once the pain had eased. A strong gust of wind almost knocked me over from behind. A rumbling voice came from behind, startled I turned around and there he was looming over me like a giant shadow. This monster was not like the others his skin was a pale green and he wore some sort of uniform with badges all over it. He also had strong muscular wings that glowed in the dark. "Wh . . Wh . . Who are you?" I stammered quivering with fright. "I am Rumpy the leader of the Night State Library" he growled glowering at me. Before I could say anything else he continued talking "My wife is the leader of the Day State Library" he said beaming proudly. "Now, you are a traitor here, you are a human, humans go to the Day State Library!" he shouted as loud as thunder in my ear. I staggered backwards and confused "Wait" I said " To the dungeon!" Rumpy screamed at his cronies. "Oh, no no no no no! Wait! Please!". Suddenly something was hurtling towards me and the next moment I was knocked out into pitch - blackness. When I woke up I found myself on hard earth and then there I saw it was Rumpy carrying a big pile of books and throwing them on to the dark damp soil and burning them till they're ashes. I turned my head and ducked I couldn't watch this it was too scary, seeing Rumpy burning all those precious books that people would love to read. Just the thought of that made me angry.