My feet pushed against the ground as it gave me energy to run faster. “Why am I in such a rush?” I hear you ask. Well I’m late to a very important meeting to decide if the ultimate dangerous ballet show will continue! Crazy right!? My name is Bell Carry and I am the manager of dangerous ballet shows, the backup ballerina if one drops out and had to pass the University of Oxford. I glanced at my phone as I realised I neared the meeting place.

Dumbstruck, I found that I was in the middle of the forest. Smashing numbers on my phone I called the people in charge of the meeting. “Hello?” I asked. “Hi! How can I help you?” a lady greeted me. “Hi, I think I got the wrong address to the place for the meeting. Could you tell me where it is?” I asked. “Of course! Go to the tallest building in the city and go up to floor ten.” she replied.

Happy to be back on track, I raced out of the parade of trees as I made my way to the tallest building in the city. The wind blew through my hair while the sun shone on my face. In alarm I felt a hand grip me firmly. Flipping my head around I found a girl with a hood. “Excuse me. Could you let go please?” I questioned. “Is this your name?” the girl asked, pointing to a piece of paper that read, Bell Cari.

“Um, no. Could you-” I said mid sentence. “Follow me. You’re already late for the battle. I didn’t have to come get you.” she growled, gesturing to follow her into the narrow path. Yanking me towards the path I dragged behind her. The sun scorched the boiling hot ground as the wind silenced. I had a feeling I was being pulled into something very similar to a lions den.