The Hidden — Ben Tarr

It was anther normal day for Maurice in the Outlook Hotel, as in normal, Maurice was being moaned at. Why had it taken Maurice so long to find the plunger to go and unblock a guests' toilet? Unknown to Maurice, the plunger was covering a dark secret to my past. Somewhere hidden away in anther dimension was a force not to be reckoned with. Could we trust Marshmelilkree, and who had stolen the lemonade?