The call for them went out a week before the adventure. On the 25th of October, there was a knock on Frodo's door. He went to the door, expecting Gandalf to be there, to know what to bring. Wizards want to be very precise most of the time. He opened the door, and Gandalf was right there, of course.

"Hello, Gandalf, what brings you to my door a day early?" Frodo asked, already knowing the answer. He seemed out of breath. "Is there something wrong?"

"Frodo, there is a problem in the land of Mordor. After all that's been going on there, I think that. that. I think." He stumbled.

"Gandalf, get on with it already!"

"The ring has *returned* Frodo." He stared into the hobbit's eyes, as he saw the fright and terror swirling in them. All to suddenly, Frodo was at Mount Doom again, going to drop the ring into the fire.

"NO! It's mine!" He screamed. He put it on, and disappeared.

"Frodo! Snap out of it! We need to go to Rivendell, now!" Gandalf shook him. Then, Frodo was back in his house, with Gandalf in front of him, shaking him senseless.

"Gandalf, Legolas and Gimli are on their way right now, give them one day to get here, and then we'll go."

"Yes, fine, but Frodo, if they're not here by tomorrow, we must leave without them."

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* There wa a loud knock on the door. Frodo went to answer it. He looked down, and saw a small dwarf. Then he looked up, and saw an elf. "Legolas! Gimli! You're here! We must go to Riven-"

"We know, we already got the other 3 hobbits, let's go!" And they set off, the Fellowship, back together again.