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The nine walked down the dark corridor, swords drawn. Suddenly, out of nowhere,
an orc popped up! "Look Out!" Gandalf cried. Everyone hit the floor. The orc
dumbly looked around, and not seeing anything, dumbly wandered in their direction,
then walked right past them. "Whew, that was close" muttered Gimli. "We must
be more careful" stated Gandalf, "our scouts have reported many more in this
area." They walked further, when suddenly, they came across a seemingly empty
clearing. They wandered into the middle of it. Gandalf dug his staff into the
ground, closed his eyes, and muttered an incantation. Suddenly, he looked up.
"We're not alone..." he whispered. A cracking stick in the brush caused everyone
to jump. They turned in the direction of the noise, swords drawn. "See what
it is" Gandalf told Legolas. Legolas crept fowards, when suddenly, a dark figure
jumped on him. Then, the screams of many more came from the bush. They were
under attack! Suddenly, hundreds of elves showed up, killed the attackers, and
then they all sat down and discussed what had hapened to them.
The End
"For once, Gimli, your logic is impeccable."