Volkore, Perague and Sator were having a sleepover and they thought nothing could stop them because their parents agreed. Just that night Volkore had a dream, Volkore was walking along a footpath and a mysterious man had turned Volkore into what is now called magma for punishment.
The next morning Volkore had an epic idea he was going to drop paint on his friend Perague. Volkore had waited an eternity. He heard footsteps getting closer, closer, and then the paint can dropped.
“Aghhhhh,” Screeched an old man as he headed inside his house for a towel. The old man’s name was Jiliayardtusacafrancisatobada Jeff but people called him an old man since they couldn’t remember his name, even the old man called himself an old man because he failed to remember his first name. Volkore could feel the trouble he was in his hands shaking, the taste in his mouth tasted bitter, and he felt like his mother was calling him in a