Chris Simpson My Great Escape

Crackkkkk! Sounded a broken window at the end of the garden.
“Ooops…..” Squealed a small skinny boy.
“Louis, you idiot!” Shouted a dark haired boy.
“Sorry, Chris!” Muttered Louis. “Miss-hit it”
“What we going to do now?” Piped up one of Chris’s mates.
“Well! Seeing as we don’t have the ball” Chris looked sharply at Louis “Fancy going into the cellar?”
“B-but you said it’s h-haunted!” Stammered Louis.
“I was joking!” Laughed Chris. “Come on guys”
So they walked through the house and into the laundry room. They stood there for a while, looking at the cob-webbed door.
“Are you sure about this Chris?” Asked Louis, looking at the door in horror. Chris walked forward, undid the lock and opened the door….

WOOOOOOOOSH! A huge vacuum hole sucked them into the cellar.
“Oooft!” Groaned Chris as they hit the hard stony floor. Louis stood up and pointed a shaking finger at Chris.
“I told you so, I told you so!” Shouted Louis, several others muttered in agreement.
“Hey, look!” Cried a boy pointing at a bobbing light in the distance.
When it came closer it was revealed that it was a green skinned elf with dark black eyes.
“Who are you?” It asked. Nobody answered “I said who you are!?” No poking a finger in a large stocky boy’s chest. The boy kicked the elf away. But the elf got up and leaped at the boy gripped his head, snapped it back, and jumped off. The boy fell to the floor. Now the elf turned back. Louis screamed. Chris was sick, and the other boys froze.
“Come with me!” It ordered. So with no objections they walked behind the elf. They followed it to a dimly lit room. In what looked a dusty baby’s high chair.
“Who are you?” Bellowed the elf. Everybody but Louis and Chris screamed. The head elf waved his hand and the boys that screamed were reduced to piles of dust on the floor. Louis and Chris scoped around for a weapon. And when they saw to machine guns lying on the floor they both nodded and ran. They gripped the already loaded guns and started to fire. Bullets, smoke and blood filled the air. They ran for it, still firing, running to the huge vacuum hole.
“3, 2, 1” They both bellowed and they jumped into the hole. They landed on the laundry room floor, with a loud thud. What seemed like a life-time they woke up in hospital. When they told there story, everybody thought they were mad. So 3 days later they got put into a psychiatric unit.
“Oh well!” Sighed Chris.
“Well, we know it was the truth” Replied Louis.