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When he had woken up, Ben was convinced today would be a magical day. Now he was on his way to school - not very magical, admittedly, but it was a crisp autumnal morning and Ben and magic was very much in the air. He couldn’t resist kicking mounds of fallen leaves that nestled along the path. A particularly large pile caught his attention and he booted them in a spectacular golden-brown leafy rainbow. The wind caught them and spiralled the mass towards an old building that stood alone on the hill. They pirouetted across the yard and through the crooked front door where they were sucked through with a WUMP!
Ben pressed himself against the grimy railings and peered across the derelict grounds. It was the old toy factory. For years it had been the main source of employment for the town, but it now stood sad and vacant since video games had stolen children’s attentions from more traditional board games and wooden rocking horses.
Ben was about to turn away but stopped. Did he hear something? Something familiar but oddly out of place? It took him a few moments to realise it was the ringing bell from an old telephone crooning away from within the building. Ben gently pushed the gate and the wind took it from his grasp, opening it with a welcoming creak.
With an apprehensive step Ben stepped into the yard, intrigued with what he would discover inside the old toy factory.
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