My worst fear had come true. In the woods Mr. Nobody was stood centimetres away from me: what did I do to deserve this? Mr. Nobody was called Mr. Nobody for one reason… he had no body. His coal- black cloak represented evil; if you encountered him you were in for torture. I had to warn everyone but I couldn’t move, he was right in front of me. I took all the corage out of me and decided to speak up.
“Um… hello, Mr. Nobody,” I anxiously spoke. Mr. Nobody viciously grabbed me. Was this my last day on earth?