Max:Oh crap I hate Mondays. At least schools out for christmas.
You go over to the wall near your wardrobe*1 and get your red and black dressing gown*2 and tie it up. You go out of your door and close it behind you.
Suddenly your mom calls up to you.
Mom:Max there's somone at the door for you.
You think to youself *who the hell is Max?*
Then it hit everyone you knew called you by you writing.com alias Max.
Max:OKAY MOM.
You run downstairs and go to the open door and you hug yourself because of the cold breeze. There is a man under a cloak standing there.
Max:Can I help you?
???:You can start by letting me in its freezing out here.
Max:Oh sorry
You step back and he walks through the door and you close it behind him.
Max:Who are you?
???:You may call me stranger now clets go up to your room we have much to discuss.
Max:Okay
You begin walking towards the stairs.
Stranger:There's no need to walk all the way up the stairs.
Max:Huh
Stranger snaps his fingers and in a flash of white light you appear in your room.
Max:How did we...?
Stranger:Not yet we need to lock and sound proof this room. The last thing we want is your family or anyone else hearing what I'm about to tell you.
Max:How do we do that?
Stranger:Simple
Stranger snaps his fingers again and a Sign appears on your doorhandle* saying Do not disturb and then your door shuts itself and you hear a click.
Stranger:There we go you room is locked we're not going to be distrubed and the room is now sound proof. You could set off a bomb in here and your parents wouldn't be the wiser, except of course the fact that the room has been blown apart. Now I will tell you everything.
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