The time had come. It was the 2060 Olympics in England.It was set in the great gravitational arena,which was the first of its kind since the grate revolution. This arena was like no other it had only the newest of technology and only the best of artificial intelligence. The holographic clock just struck one for the race to begin. I stared long and hard at the robots but I slowly began to notice that they where all jerking monotonously. I knew that something was wrong. Suddenly the gravitational field of they arena male functioned and it flickered over and over again we all started to float and I did not know what to do!

Suddenly everything stopped it was like time itself was a frozen fragment in the mists of space then it happened the thing which was about to change my life. Everything went black I moved around trying to tell myself that it was just a dream but I knew in my hart that it was not. I saw a slight glow a head of me I ran towards it in hope of finding my home but no instead I was greeted with a mass of thick mist then it came to me I knew where I was. It is said that it would only happen once every millennium on this planet the chosen one would be sent to the underworld. It was strange I felt as if I had been hear before and I started to lose my fear of what had just happened believing that I was sent here for a good reason. I briefly remembered a old story about the dark city deep in the hart of the underworld. Through the thick blanket of pollution deep in the hart of the underworld lays the dark city,which was made with only the darkest of evil, it was said that in the hart of the dark city livid the dark lord of death who wore a dark black suit inlayed with silk dyed blood red with his enemy’s blood. He was the creature who abused technology and combined it with pure evil. He created and done some horrible things in his life,every one knew that this was no man to mess with.

So now I knew I needed to go to that city it is the only place that hope is still left. I only have a small chance using the little hope left which is slowly decaying the more time I spend in this dark damp place I need to mack my way beneath the dark city. It is said that there is kept the amulet of reality that is the only thing in this reality of misery which has a chance of taking me back home.

I made my way through the decaying dead body’s smothered over the ground. There it was the dark city it looked just like the story said it was like the buildings there selfs where shadows of all the trapped and tormented souls that the dark lord of Death killed. Suddenly my body filled with depression and terror of the thought that if I fail to get that amulet my soul would be tormented for the rest of eternity to but I had to try.

At the gate of the dark city where a group of dark nights guarding the entrance they where wearing some sort of black and red suit I had never seen anything like it. I saw by the side of the city something which looked like away into the sowers I knew that was the only safe way in so I took it. It turned out that I could tack me straight to the amulet. The room was as if it was a lost place stuck in between realities I did not seem real. And there directly in the centre of the room was the amulet of reality when I looked into the amulet it shown me many things and then I saw it my dimension I griped tightly onto the amulet and put it onto my chest thinking of home little did I know that the myth was made by the dark lord as a trap. I began to Jain pains in my body and I thought I done it but no I was trapped within the amulet by the dark lord of death and I forever more had to suffer the pains that I felt before I left my body.