There was once 3 adventurers who were walking through a forest. They were walking to try and get to the edge of the earth, them being under 15 would believe anything they were told, and were DETERMINED to reach the big drop off at the world's edge. They were having a blast of a time, singing old folksy blues, telling tales, and their all time favourite, who can talk the most trash about their opponents mother. It was several days into the journey, when they settled down for another night, when the rattling of bones, made the youngest boy (11), get to scared to get to sleep. With the other two tired and now agitated, they shouted and screamed at the youngest. Which didn't help anything, as all they were doing was attracting more deadly critters and creatures. The rattling getting louder and louder, the 11 year old boy, stood up from the hard, cold floor and was franticly scattering around, trying to get all their things together to leave.The boys, now scared, along with tired and agitated, got up and smacked the youngest hard on the back. With the shock of being smacked, he fell forward, causing the backpack with everything in it, to fall into a ravine, and landing in a small pool of lava. With the rattling getting closer, and louder, the boys huddle together, waiting for the terror to pop out, at any moment.