write a story which includes the words : what are you searching for in this room? You have no right to be here.

I traveled through the desert for a month without food and water just to prove to my father and my dad that I am good enough to rule my people. When I came back home, I learnd that I wasn't gonna be King, it almost broke me, but I wasn't gonna give up my crown without a fight.

I finally lost hope on ever haveing the crown or being king but no one will if I don't. So I planned on stealing the royal crown but unfortunately I was caught by a guard who asked, "What are you searching for in this room,? You have no right to be here" he yelled. So I left and was banished.

The boy had travelled far and wide to finally find what he was looking for - the secret his grandfather had hidden on one of his many adventures. He retraced every step, every path, and every direction he followed. He needed to find that secret; it; he needed to know what truths his grandfather had kept from him for so long.

His grandfathers journeys had lead him to many strange lands, and sometimes these lands weren't of this earth.

After days upon days of searching, he appeared at a forest that was in the middle of nowhere. The forest was dark and empty, and it sent shivers down the boys spine just thinking of what horrible things could've taken place there in the past. He walked forward, determined to find the thing he's wasted years of his life searing for, and stumbled across a door leading to somewhere underground. He was hesitant at first, but with one deep breath and a push on the heavy, metal barrier, the door freaked open.

The boy made sure he stepped carefully, as he didn't know what awaited him. As he took his second step in the room, the door slammed shut with a bang. The boy flinched. He tried to get the door open, but with no such luck. Turning back to the path that lie ahead of him, he slowly worked his way forward, wary of what his in the darkness. He felt something brush past his shoulder and jumped, then a tugging at his hair. He felt a cool, sharp exhale creep it's way down the back of his neck, and raised his arm to make whatever was there leave him alone. Something grabbed his had - he wasn't sure what, but the slimy skin and the sharp talon-like nails that dig into his hand made him yelp in fear.

The nails dug in deeper until he could feel his blood mixing with the slime of the hand that held him captive. Then, he heard a faint but shrill voice echo through the shadows.

"What are you searching for in this room?" It asked, pausing for only a moment. The hand continued to dig its nails deeper while the boy tried desperately to free himself.

"You have no right to be here."

And with one swift motion, the hand released the boy and went for his throat, cutting the artery in his neck. The boy lost consciousness, and was dragged back into the darkness, without ever having found his grandfathers horrible secret.