• I woke up on the floor next to my boyfriend, Taylor, and my parents, George and Debra were across the room, my dad still sleeping, and my mom sitting up looking out the barred door. We were being held captive in a HORRIBLE, DARK, dungeon. My great grandfather, whom I used to call Great Papa, Urse', used to be the Great Ruler of the beautiful kingdom of Sayurse, then the evil ruler of the horrible, backwater kingdom of Gafe', Lars Millo, took over and had my Great Papa taken to the guillotine. That was many years ago, over 60 years infact, and right after I was born, my grandad died. So now, my father is the heir to the throne. It's been over 60 years of having no ruler, and all has been well. Then, right before my dad was going to be crowned Great Ruler, Lars took us captive and stuck us in one of his dark dungeons below his small castle. My dad sat up and groaned, "Augh... Where the HELL am I? Am I Great Ruler yet?" I replied, "Daddy! Oh, thank the good Lord we are all alive!We are being held captive in one of Lars' dungeons. It was horrible!" I shouted as I grabbed Taylors hand. "He tried to kill us all, like he did Great Papa!" My parents looked worriedly at each other and started whispering. Taylor turned to me and whispered, "Don't worry, I promise I will get us all out of here safely, because I feel as if I'm part of the family..." He smiled the beautiful smile he always shows when he REALLY means something. My heart fluttered. He leaned over and gave me a soft peck on my blushing cheek. I stared deeply into his dark brown eyes, and said, "You feel like you're part of my family? Why, I'm honored!" I giggled, then I looked up and his soft lips pressed against mine. Then I heard my mom scream. Taylor and I looked up at the same time, to see her cry against my dads chest. We looked out the barred door to se a large, burly man unlocking the door, with a large knife in his pale hand.