Emily was a celebrity. Her mother was a model and her father was a footballer. Her life was perfect. She had all the things girls her age wanted. Clothes, money, nice hair, lots of make-up, pets- You name it, she had it. She was popular at her private school, had lots of friends and she was great at every subject, including sport. She was obviously going to be successful. Until one night, when she went to bed. She brushed her teeth, washed her face, went to the toilet and put on her silk pajamas. She got under the cherry blossom duvet, and fell asleep.
She fell deeper and deeper asleep, going further and further until, she was in a room. It had a steel floor, and it was cold. The bricked up walls had cobwebs and mold and mildew. There were three wooden, brown doors in front of her.
Suddenly there was a noise. She turned around, to see a man behind her. He had a pale, thin face, and odd, brown hair. He smiled her an evil smile. It showed all of his ugly, yellow teeth. His lips spread all over his face, so he looked like a jack-o-lantern.
"Well Emily. I've expected you..."
To be continued... Please comment!