Chapter 2

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After that night Hannah walked out of her room seeing the worst destruction she had seen in the library for awhile. "Wow, they really fought hard last night." She thought to herself. She started to pick up the scattered books on the floor, the walls were pierced with arrows of intricate design. "Its not normal for him to leave his arrows." She whispered to herself. She knelt down next to the wall with arrows and started to pull them from the wall. They wall instantly looked brand new. She put her hand on a windowsill to pull herself up and felt a hard, grainy substance. She stood and looked at it. "Salt? They never use the salt." Her face warped with confusion and puzzlement as she heard a bang come from behind her. She quickly turned and covered something she was wearing around her neck with her hand. "Who's there?" She stuttered. She went behind the shelf of wear the sound came from and slowly crept around, a long staff in her hand. She raised it above her head and went around the bookshelf.

"Please miss Hannah! Don't hurt me!" A little voice yelled.

She lowered her staff and gasped, "Frodo? Frodo Baggins?"

"Yes ma'am. Its me...please drop that staff."

She set it down, "how? Why are you here?"

"Trapped ma'am, don't know how, or when. I need your help."

"I don't know what to do."

"You must take me back home of course!"

"Well that's simple."

"That's the simple part. You also need someone or something out of each book on the Pendant Shelf."

"Why?"

"Well that's the law of the pendant miss Hannah."

"That's impossible! I can't get them all here at the same time!"

"You can sure try."

She looked at him, "for what? Why try when there is no chance of succeeding?"

"But I will die if I don't get back to my book by 7:00pm in seven days time. Then I will not exist, which means the story will fall apart which then causes no one to enter Middle Earth again, and if we are not believed in, if we are not there Middle Earth will be gone. Forever. Along with all the books on your Pendant Shelf. And then, the world of imagination will disappear."

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