“Come on, we are going to be late for class if we do not hurry up” shouted Brad, as we searched for my lucky quarter which had just fallen out of my pocket.
“ I knew I should have left it at home today, but I could not resist, since we are having finals. Help me look then.” I shouted. As I did, a peice of metal glinted in the corner. “I think I found it,” I shouted triumphantly as rushed forward. However, as always, I clumsily fell. But something was not right, I did not hit my head on the wall, I passed through.
I tried to go back the way I came. I hit a wall. I was scared, but I knew three things, it was dark, scary, and no way back that I knew of. Then I passed out.

