Chapter 1
As I was walking home from my friend's house, I suddenly got an idea for my next National Treasure story. I quickened my pace so I could get home quick and write it. Chapter 1 was already forming in my head. Suddenly, I felt myself fall. I expected to feel the cold hard ground, but instead I felt a carpeted floor. I looked around and found myself in a blue room, with a bed, a few shelves, a desk with a laptop on it, and a bathroom. I picked myself up.
"Where the heck am I?" I asked out loud.
The door opened and in walked… RILEY POOLE!