One frosty, freezing cold night I packed my bag with books and white, hot candles, soon my sister came into my room.

'' Are you ready for a another amazing, dangerous long adventure brother?'' She asked like she is drinking slowly, smoothly a warm milk going down her short throat. Calmly I moved my head. Tiptoeing to the stairs I did a gentle, soft step. I opened the brown, wooden, old door, it creaked even though we made a noise our parent didn't hear. Gently I moved the huge, black rock then I asked help from my beautiful sister although I replied that I am strong. We went in the the special, secreat cave we opened the book, it shine as bright as the yellow, gigantic sun. Time stoped!

Suddenly without what was happening we went inside the book. Alarmed by the sight of the jungle it was all in hot, red, burning fire, we needn't to do something.

But What?