Narrator: Bela slowly walked down the dirt path surrounded by thickly forested uhhhhh... forests. Rand the main character of this story had this strange feeling he was being WATCHED!! NO NO!! FOLLOWED!!!!!! NO NO NO STALKED!!!!!!!!!.

Rand: WHAT WHAT!!!!!! IM BEING STALKED????!!!!! *Sounds shocked and afraid*

Tam: o shut up lad you'll make the dark rider come after us faster than he will, would. Um narrator. What happens next?

Narrator: *laughs manically* let me show you..

Rand: AAAHHH father help me help!!!!!! *black rider runs up and chops of Rands head*

Tam: AAAAAHHHHHH *screams like a woman*

Rand: *head rolls to Tam's feet* Not to worry father. T'is but a scratch!!!!!

Tam: blimy!!!!! Lad your heads been chopped off!!!!!

Rand: No its not! *Rands body walks by*

Tam: So how do you explain that?

Rand: Ah, I see your point o well. This is Sara's story and she only allows little cuts, booboos, and amputation in her story. Ill be better by the next scene. Go ahead to town with out me. Sara will have my head back to rights by the time I'm need to do... something.

Tam: ok Lad. *Looks at Rand's head awkwardly.*

Rand: What?!

Tam: Nothing. See ya next scene.

*Tam leaves, and Rand's head bobs around searching for his body*

Narrator: ok lets switch to the next scene. *small little elves move props* hurry the readers are getting bored!

Elf with attitude who looks like Mr. Magoo: Ahh shut up!!!

Narrator: will Rand get his head back on his shoulders? Guess what.... To Be continued!!!!!!!! *Laughs evilly*