Elizabeth zipped shut her back pack, she sighed. The terror of seeing the box everywhere had
now gone, and in its place was bordom. It had been almost 6 weeks since she had first laid eyes
on the box, and it was allways close to her. It was a Tuesday, and as she walked home from
school, she decided to do something about the box. Surely it couldn’t be that bad? And if some evil force came
out, she could take it. She paused for a second, her mind racing. That just depended how bad
this…this…thing, really was. When she got home she had made up her mind for sure,
she would go straight upstairs, and she would open that box. ”Hi Elizebeth” Her mum shouted
from the kitchen ”Have a nice day at school?” she asked.
”Yeah mum” Elizebeth replied back in a muffled voice. She clambered up the stairs, and ran in
to her bedroom. As usual the box was waiting for her on her bed, she threw her backpack into
the corner of the room, and jumped onto her bed. She stared at the box. It was now or never.
She reached her hand out and grabber the edge of the box. She took a deep breath, and pulled
open the lid…Nothing happened. So maybe it was just her imagination. She gave a sigh of relief,
and walked over to the door. There was a flash of light, and Elizebeth turned back to the box.
A dark shadow appeared, and her bedroom turned a midnight black. There was a deep growl,
like someone trying to cough something out of their throat. ”Finally! I am free!” roared a rough
voice. Elizebeth stared at the figure, and could just make out a shadow like thing…Then
everything was gone. Her bedroom returned to its normal colour, but just before that she saw
the shadow like thing, seep out of her door. She noticed the box was still there and went over to
it. She looked inside. There was a little peice of scrunched up paper at the bottom. She took it out
and pulled at it, until she could just make out some words…
                                     His family…set free…………….from prison………
                                    must…..save……….stop………em……….trap……
And that was all she could make out. ‘i have to stop them’ she thought, and then looked at the
phone. She got up fro her bed and went over to the phone. Then she stopped…the police would
not believe her, but there must be someone…Her eyes lit up, and she dialed the number
676760900 234 into the phone. She could hear it ringing at the other end, then someone picked
up the phone. ”Uh…Hello?” the voice said.
”Nick? Umm…hi, its Elizebeth”
”Elizebeth..” for a moment there was silence at the other end of the line.
”Hi…Elizebeth…so, what do you need?” he asked
”Well…I know its been a couple of years, but I know your good at making things, and I kind of
need a favour doing…”
”What is it?”
”Can you make, Hi-tec, Ghost-buster, like…stuff, weapons?”…