Spellbound Chapter 1: Nightmares

Chapter 1: Nightmares

Oliver Diggens Rune was a small boy with a great brain as well as great muscles. Oliver had small round eyes, a wide nose and thin lips. Oliver had came back from school that day but instead of returning home as usual he wanted to cross over to the park that lay in Caspia new Mexico. Oliver tossed a few stones into a nearby pool. Splash! Splash! went the rocks as Oliver skipped the stones on the pool. what would it feel like to be a rock ? Oliver thought to  himself. He through his last rocks into the pond and sat at the edge. The rocks floated down to the bottom of the pool and rested on the ground. Oliver continued to sit at the edge of the pool thinking about the normal mundane tasks of life. Suddenly Oliver was pushed over the edge of the pool and fell into the moderately warm, moderately cold water. unlike most days when Oliver would be well prepared to swim this time he wasn't. Water rushed into his lungs and caused him to panic. Oliver fell downward until he came to his senses. He swam upward and climbed up back on land. who did this? Oliver didn't have any bullies in his school and most of the other children actually liked him. So who would do this ? Oliver laid down on the ground and spit out water from his chest.
"Hello sir, are you okay ? looks like you had a major fall." Oliver looked up to see a man with an old pirates costume stood over Oliver a patch covered his right eye and a wooden hook sat where his left hand should've been. Oliver stared speechless by this strange man who had appeared.
"Aye mate, the names Henry I'm on a journey to find a brave individual who will come with me to a uh, place I don't believe you've seen him have you ?" Oliver looked at Henry astonished. Was this another one of his Nightmares. Oliver thought but the problem was that it wasn't night time and he wasn't asleep. Oliver rubbed his eyes and Henry was gone.
"Strange dreams.... right ?" Oliver stood up and started running away from the park he wanted to get home as fast as he could his mother would already be mad enough about him soiling his clothes he didn't need to be worrying about ghosts and zombies from the dead and stuff.

Author's Note

This is chapter 1 of the Spellbound book