A1

"Don't do it, we'll get into loads of trouble," i whispered sharply. Carr looked back, his face obscured by the darkness that ruled the scene. It was quiet outside. We were standing on our balcony which overlooked the city, a sight that id always particularly enjoyed during this time of the night.

"We won't, you're just being a dick."

I sighed. We both looked up at the sky and noticed how the clouds were driven apart by some higher power, or the wind. He winced, chuckled and went back inside. "About time mate," he said before he closed the door behind him. I looked back up again, hoping for the gaseous matter high above our heads to return to their protective position. The sky was naked, except for a huge moon shining down on the suburbs.

The opening door behind me told me that Carr had returned. He was now holding a huge longbow and a single thin arrow. His entire appearance was radiating with joy. He winked at me, firmly placed his feet on the floor and readied himself. I looked away. Then, a loud snap, and then nothing.

We both stared up at the sky. Carr was anxiously swaying back and forth. Then he pointed victoriously and grinned; my heart sank. The moon flickered and went black, and a tiny figure tumbled down from it. He had done it. Carr had shot down the moon.