Hello my reviewers! I am updating this short chapter now so I won't have to do it later. There is a surprise for you at the end of the chapter, so enjoy. I don't own anything but me.
I paced around the living room, aware that all the fellowship's eyes were on me.
"Alright…" I paused not sure of how to start. "In our world we have…knowledge, of your world. Those books you are holding contain music from the films we created about your world…"
"What are films?" Merry piped in.
"You remember the T.V? Well it's related to that. Anyhow, we know what is going to happen, I know all about the ring…" The fellowship stiffened visibly "…and I know what you are supposed to do."
"If you know the answer then why don't you tell us?" Gimli asked.
"There is a saying in my world…to learn from the past is to avoid mistakes in the future…to learn from the future, you make mistakes in the past"
"So you can't tell us what will happen?" Aragorn asked.
I shook my head "If I did something might go wrong. And then who knows…"
"So you're saying we'll win?" Boromir stated
"No! No I'm not saying a word. Not a single word. And don't try to get it out of me!" I glared at him.
"Do you know how to get us back?"
I shook my head again. We sat in silence for several minutes. Everything suddenly went pitch black "What the…" I started to say but I was cut off as the lights went on. Standing in the middle of my living room, were two elves not of the fellowship, their features were identical to the point where you couldn't tell them apart. I slumped "This can't possibly get any worse!" I said when I recognized the twin sons of Elrond.
Ha, Ha! The plot thickens! How am I to get them back? Just wait and see, more interesting things will occur now! Please update!