Suddenly everything went quiet. I stood up and scanned the
room looking for someone to question. Eventually, I came across a small, timid
child hiding amongst some clothes in a wardrobe. I began to hear a little noise
ringing in my ears. As the noise came closer I could make out the sound of trumpets.
“Why are you in a wardrobe and what’s that noise?” I asked.
“It’s the evil hand” he replied in a squeaky voice. I burst
out into laughter. “An evil hand, that’s
pathetic! it couldn’t even scare a baby!” But I was wrong very wrong!
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