Luke placed a foot over the wet grass, trying to walk through the woods to his Aunt’s house. Suddenly, the dirt gave in, sending him spiraling down a deep dark hole. He screamed but the sound only echoed through the hole. After a few seconds of screaming and panicking he gave up. The hole seemed to be never ending. He looked up, still falling, and noticed that the top of the hole was covered. Luke looked down, still falling, when he relised that his fall may never end.
“Help!” He called, but there was of course, no answer.