Hello! This is just one of those harmless little fictions that is an out-of-character Lord of the Rings fiction. Just read it, you'll see what I mean. Thanks. Reviews would be most appreciated! My name is Rachel, and that is the name of the girl in the story. Basically, it's me, hehe.

Chapter 01: Saturday night at the movies
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Rachel gazed warmly at her computer screen. How she loved to look at websites focusing on Lord of the Rings! Especially the recent movie release. She could barely believe that she had to wait a whole year before part two should come out. A whole year! She had no idea how she would manage.

'Mum, I'm off down to the cinema, I'll see you later!' she yelled, and with that, she had grabbed her keys, wallet and coat, along with her favourite backpack (equipped with enough room to fit in her shopping which would come after the movie) and left the house, whistling a happy tune.

'Only... 300 days to go until The Two Towers comes out! Eek, I can hardly wait!' well, this was clearly evident as she sat in the Cinema with her large box of popcorn and a large Tango, slurping at it, waiting impatiently for the boring trailers of Black Hawk Down, We Were Soldiers and Ali to end and for Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring to finally begin. It was, without a doubt, her favourite film, and the fact that this was her fourth viewing showed it.

'Ah, come on already, this is getting really old!' she shouted to the screen. There was no one else in the room at the time, and if there was, they were doing a fantastic job at keeping themselves hidden and not laughing at her strange outbursts at the screen. Then, the lights dimmed, the curtains rolled back with a cackle, and the screen lit up as the movie began.

Rachel could not keep a smile from her face as she heard Galadriel begin the narration at the beginning, telling of how the rings were forged. No matter how many times she saw this movie, even the slightest of things about it still succeeded in making her smile, warmly. She covered her mouth to hide it, just incase she broke out into a laugh. Here she was, listening to Galadriel, over ominous music, tell of how the world is almost destroyed by one evil and his ring, and she was laughing. Go figure.

Once the introductory scene was over, Rachel picked up her things and shuffled herself from dead centre, to front row centre. She just couldn't resist watching it up close, even though she knew very well she would leave the Cinema with sore eyes and one hell of a stiff neck. Still, it was worth it, a stiff neck and sore eyes would fade after a Paracetamol and a few hours of fresh air; the movie would be there forever.

One hour into the movie and Rachel had almost forgotten she was watching it. In fact, she wasn't watching it, she was staring at the screen, or moreover, into it, like there was something in the background that she could see, but could not quite tell what it was. She leaned forward until she was surprised to find she was standing up, her nose almost touching the screen.

'What the...?' she laughed, glancing around furtively, hoping no one had come in and noticed her; they surely would have taken her for crazy should they had seen her. She had no more time to think about what she was doing or take regard for other people in the building, for she felt a strong buzzing inside her ears. Dizzy, she sat back down. 'Ow... Jesus! Damn it! Aagh...' she clutched her head. Something was very, very wrong.

Most certainly not watching the film any longer, she staggered about the front row, trying to shake the pain that had erupted inside of her head. She dropped to her knees, her eyes stung, her neck ached, but Paracetamol and fresh air would not help her here; she was pretty sure she was having some sort of mental breakdown! 'What's going on...?' With that, she could say no more, as she dropped to the floor with a loud thud, blacked out and barely breathing...