Viewing these blueprints of my home like Rosetta Stone, but what I notice on this paper feels kind of wrong. A missing room is in my home and I never knew it; sitting by the garden just feeling so clueless. I enter my home looking for this room, when all of the sudden I hear a loud boom! I fall in this hole which leads me to this mysterious place; looking around with a suprise look on my face. Spider webs and dust cover these ancient things; the only sound I hear in this room is a distant ring. I see a mirror, but I don't see me. All I hear is a voice telling me to set it free. I try to find an exit from this enigma, but there is no hope; I feel as if my life is hanging on a broken rope. The voice gets louder and that music note turns sour; I've been stuck in this room about an hour. As it come towards me, all I do is scream; the voice tells me to wake up from my dreams. I open my eyes and I'm back at the garden where I started; I look at the paper and the room has departed. Ladarius Brown