Darkness descended. Cars zoomed across the road and people were walking on the thin pavement, as the sun was knocked out of the sky. London was still wide awake. Sophie was walking alone in the street, when suddenly she found a suitcase. It was brown and battered; nobody was looking like they lost it. Sophie had often been told by her mother not to pick up things like this, but a force was pulling her towards it.
“I wonder what could be in there?" she mumbled quietly. Sophie opened the suitcase and placed her hand into it, and got sucked inside...
Slowly and anxiously she awoke from her slumber, when she realised her hands were tied up. She couldn't move a muscle.
“You have fallen for my trap, now you must pay the price!" boomed a voice. “Please, please don't hurt me," she cried, quaking with fear.
"You will get sucked into this portal, as you did with me, but this time there's no turning back!"
Sophie desperately needed to get out of there. She tried to free her hands, but the rope wouldn't give way. Her legs were beginning to get sucked into the endless mouth of the portal. Then she hatched out an amazing plan. Sophie got her legs out of range with the portal and rolled over, releasing her hands.
"You will never catch me," Sophie screamed. She spotted a portal on the floor next to her and, like a professional lifeguard, dived into the portal.
Now in London the very same suitcase is there, but I warn you with care you better beware!