One
I didn't dare move; especially after what just happened. Why did I listen to that man? What just happened? One moment I was falling asleep in my bed and the next think I know I'm in some mysterious room with a guy in a bed sheet telling me to go through some door that will help me escape from who knows what. How could I even trust him? I don't even know him.
I heard big banging in the distance accompanied by some loud yelling. "Boy! You can't do anything right! Pick this all up and finish repairing the darn droid! I need items to sell!"
"Yes, master." A timid voice replied. I opened my eyes only to find myself facing an adobe wall. I turned my head in the direction of the voices. A large mechanical looking object blocked my view. I got on my hands and knees and crawled to the corner of the unidentifiable object. I peered out. Wait. This place was very familiar. But it couldn't be. Then I remembered what the man had said about what was behind the doors- fictional places. I was in Star Wars, the first episode. That little voice I heard must have been young Anakin Skywalker. Sure enough, I saw the little boy fixing a droid. That ugly, blue flying alien was buzzing around, shouting for Anakin to hurry up.
So this is the first part to chapter one... yay or nay?
~Maddie
^I AM CURRENTLY ACCEPTING STORIES THAT NEED A BETA
