Words were deafening, voices were screeching, doors were closing slowly like a slimy slug. The Dark was closing into the creepy basement. The view was pitch-black darkness and it covered Lazlo. His dinosaur pyjamas were full of dust. Shadows were materializing into the rusty windows which was filled with spider webs. Lazlo was alone; he crept to the basement. The Dark- who had a cackling voice- whispered quietly, "come here..." He couldn't understand this. What was he supposed to do? Was he going to be killed?...

Quietly, Lazlo stepped down the stairs, they were creeping. Suddenly, something was shining into the distance. It was glimmering like the burning sun. The boy stared at the object. It had shiny jewels covering it. Could it be treasure? Could it be a portal to a new world? It was a treasure, what was it doing here? The Dark was coming as fast as a spotty cheetah. Lazlo had beady eyes peeking onto the treasure. As fast as the Flash, something dashed in front of him. Something was going on...

Quickly, he approached to the precious chest, the light was shining in his tearful eyes. The shadowy figure was covering the chest. He couldn't see it. "Open it!" he yelled. There were two ways to do this: escape or open it. There was a key standing on the table( it was from the ancient years) What could possibly go wrong? He opened it, it was a portal...

The ending of The Dark