Bob stared straight down the corridor, when he saw a door that wascovered in rust; it’s lock guarded by an old man holding a lantern, thekey hanging on an old fraying string round his neck. When heapproached him Bob asked him a question, but he didn't answer! Thenthe old man wrote quickly on a piece of paper, “I don't have a tongue”.So Bob went home to come back the next day. On returning the nextday, he barged into the old man, knocking him to the floor, whilst yankingthe key off the string. Quickly, he turned the key in the lock, rust felldown like autumn leaves as he turned the key and pushed the dooropen. He rushed into the room; suddenly the door closed behind him. Heheard a squawk coming from a mysterious rift and walked through it, butthen he realized he was surrounded by a huge pile of giant eggs.Suddenly, Bob realized he was in a giant nest of pterodactyl eggsperched in the canopy of a giant forest. He knew he should find a waydown and escape before the pterodactyl mum came back. Five hourslater he was still searching for the rift that brought him to this prehistoricland. He gazed around him took a deep breath and went to find water.Bob decided to climb a hill to see if he could see the rift, unsuccessful hefound a cave and gave up for the day. He would try again tomorrow. Thenext day whilst standing at the entrance to the cave he was losing hope;he looked to the right and couldn’t believe his eyes. There in thedistance he saw the rift as bright as the stars. Using a sharp rock, hecarved a note into the rough cave wall saying, ‘look to your right, you willget home!’. Swiftly, he left the cave and sprinted eagerly towards the riftand home.