George opened the door and Legolas, Merry, Pippin, Prancer, and I followed him out into the

upstairs hallway. Suddenly there was a great clap of thunder and all the lights went out. Now this was

getting rediculous. I groaned. " Hold on a second. Let me go get a flashlight. I think I have one in my

bedroom."

As I walked through my doorway, I tripped over a shoe and fell. I groped around on the floor

by my bed for my flashlight. It was there. It had to be! I'd used it to read late the night before. As I

slid my hand along the floor, I felt something hard and plastic. " Ah-ha! And then there was light!"

I flipped on the flashlight. As I went to get up, the beam of light flashed under my bed. I screamed and

the two creatures under my bed screamed, too. George, Legolas, Merry, and Pippin came running into

my room. The two hobbits ran out from under my bed and joined the group. I was gasping for breath.

" Frodo? Sam? Wow, this is getting even weirder. Now all we need are Aragorn, Boromir, Gandalf

and Gimli and wer'e all set!"

We all then trooped downstairs to the light of my flashlight. As soon as we got to the living

room, I lit the fireplace and went into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, I discovered that we probably

had nothing that my strange guests would like. George wandered into the kitchen looking dazed.

" I still don't see what you think is so great about those guys and their stupid journey to save the

world."

I rolled my eyes, grabbed some Doritos, water, and crackers, shoved them into George's arms, and

told him to take them to the group out in our living room. After he was gone I quickly pulled out

my cell phone and dialed my friend Roselyn's cell number. I could hear the group conversing in the

living room as my phone rang. " Hello?" Someone had picked up.

" Hey Roz."

"Hey,sup?"

"Can you come over? I need your help."

" In this weather? Are you crazy?"

" Trust me, you'll wanna see this."

" See what?"

" I have half of the Fell-"

I was cut off by someone grabbing me, shoving me against a wall, and placing a sword at my throat.

" Leela? Lee? Are you there?" Roselyn sounded worried. " I'll be right over." She hung up.

My attacker moved in front of me, cornering me against the wall. A large black shape stood before

me. Although I was pretty scared, I had an idea as to who my assailant was. I was also getting

pretty sick and tired of having things aimed at my throat..

" Okay, Aragorn, I'm not hurting anyone. Now please move the sword."

Aragorn, obviously surprised at my bluntness, removed the blade from my throat. I motioned for

him to follow me into the living room. There, he was greeted heartily by his friends. They sounded

relieved to see him. Seconds later the doorbell rang. When I opened it, Roz was standing on my

doorstep drenched.

" Oh, thank goodness you're alright Lee!"

I ushered Rooz in. " Thanks for getting here so quick. I have to show you something."

" What happened that you got cut off?"

" Oh, that. Aragorn had his sword to my throat. No biggie."

Roselyn looked at me like I was insane.

" Lee? Are you feeling okay?"

" Yeah, I'm fine." I grinned devilishly. " I can see that you're never gonna believe me until you see

that the hottest Elf in the universe is sitting in front of my fireplace, so come on!"

I led her into the living room and when she saw the strange array of creatures there, her jaw

dropped.

" Frodo? Sam? What...."

I grinned excitedly. " Isn't it great?!"

There was a sudden crashing noise and a yelp of pain. I looked around.

" I think it came from down the hall. Roz and I'll check it out. You guys can stay here."

I looked at Roz. Her eyes were glued to Frodo. I tugged at her arm. " C'mon."

Roz snapped out of her trance and we started down the hallway.

Legolas stood up. " I'm coming."

Frodo spoke up. " And I."

Sam followed suit. " Mr. Frodo'll be going nowhere without me in this strange place."

I looked at Roz and grinned. " Okay, let's go."

Taking my flashlight in hand, I led our little investigation group past the fireplace and down the

hallway. I could tell we were drawing nearer to the source of the noise because the groans of pain

were growing louder. I stopped outside of the sewing room. That seemed to be where the noise

was coming from. Legolas looked at me. " Where ever we are, this place seemsto be full of

rooms!"

I nodded. " On the count of three. 1 2 3!" I threw the door open and the five of us burst inside.

The sight that met my eyes made me laugh so hard I couldn't breathe. Soon, Roz joined my

laughter. Sam, Frodo, and Legolas were staring in shock. There in the middle of the room,

covered in pins like a human pin cushion, stood Boromir plucking the oins out and bawling like a

baby in pain.