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corridors, dark and dusty, with no sign of life in sight.  How bad his life must be if he considered this freedom, he thought to himself.  Then suddenly, out of nowhere, a large hole tunnel opened up in the ground before him.  He did not have time to stop himself.  He slipped and fell, down, down deeper into the earth.
    “Aaaaargh!” he yelped.
    Suddenly he found himself in murky thick dark waters. 
    “Parghhh!” he spat out.
    Oh no!  He was in the sewers!  Yuk!
    Quickly he looked around as a rat scuttled across the side.
    “EW!”
    He saw a light in the distance and as best as he could make his way toward it.  He pulled himself up on the rocky stonewall and out into the air.  It was dark outside.  Had he been gone that long?  Where was he?
    Jacob looked up at the twinkling starlight and the milky white moon.  He seemed to be in a disused car park near a lake and the palace was nowhere in site.  He looked down at himself.   He was filthy.  
    Suddenly he heard voices in the distance that seemed to be getting nearer.  He looked around.  Three thuggish looking punks were coming toward him.
    “Oh well what have we got here.  Looks like a little fish swam up the wrong river!  Ha ha ha.” Said the tallest punk, who seemed to be the leader of the group.
    Another punk, short with a rugged beard chewing on a toothpick came over and pushed Jacob.  Jacob jumped back, into a defence position.
    “oooh, oooh, ooooh”
    Suddenly all three punks were upon him and kicking and punching him, searching him to rob him.
    Jacob fell into a heap on the ground. His lips were bleeding and he could taste blood in his mouth.
    “Oh no!  Not this! “  He thought to himself.
    “Hey hey hey, what have we got here.” Jacob could feel them taking off his gold medals.
    “Come on, let’s fun!” They grabbed the medals, gave Jacob one last kick and then fled off into the distance. Jacob passed out, unconscious.

Chapter III
    Natasha frantically twisted the telephone chord around her finger.
    ‘Ok, ok, well please let me know if you hear from him.  Thank you.” She hung up the receiver.
    “Where is he?” she thought to herself.  “It is not like him to disappear like this.”  She paced up and down the thick red carpet of their palace bedroom, and thought back to the moment he had left, how he had just stormed out, and ignored him, very strange behaviour for Jacob, he never acted like that.  She furrowed her brow, trying to think back, wondering where he could be now.  There was no way of contacting him, he had left his mobile behind. 
    There was a knock on their bedroom door.
    “Come in.” She called.
    A palace guard entered.
    “Ma’am, this is the last report on His Highness Prince Jacob.”
    He passed her an envelope.
    Hastily Natasha tore it open.
    She read the one line.
    “Nothing!” she exclaimed.
    “Bloody nothing.  No one knows where he is, and no one has seen him.  Can no one do his or her bloody job around here?  Get out!” She screamed.  The palace guard made a swift retreat.

Chapter IV
    Sunlight streamed through the white lace curtains of the small sunny bright room.  Jacob awoke in a soft comfortable bed.  He felt so warm and cosy, in fact warmer and cosier than he had ever felt in his life.   “Mmmm” he murmured softly as he stretched under the big white duvet. 
    “Where am I?” he thought to himself.  Suddenly that thought made him sit up with a jolt.  He rubbed his eyes and looked around the room.  He saw a beautiful petite blonde girl sitting on the chair in front of the bed, smiling at him softly.
    “Shhh.” She placed a hand on his forehead.  “Don’t rush.” 
    She dabbed the wound on his head with some damp cotton wool.  He winced. “Ow”
    “It is okay, you are getting better.”
    “How long have I been here?” he asked.
    “About three days.”
    “Who are you?”
    “My name is Jemima.”
    “Why am I here?  What do you want?’
    Jemima smiled confused