Your head smacked onto the ground as the impact knocked you off your feet. "Tricksy Hobbitses, oh-so smart!" Gollum jumped through the air at you. "Gollum set us up!" Sam exclaimed, his face red with anger. Sam and Frodo paused at your side once you were in the clear, catching their breath. You ran all of the way out of the tunnels. In replace of Gollum, a massive spider appeared.
"We can't go back, we don't have the supplies." You walked bravely into the tunnel, but strangely Gollum disappeared. "I don't think it is wise to go in there," Frodo told you. Gollum lead you up the winding staircase then you peered into a dark tunnel. The chain grew heavier and heavier and it seemed like you were stepping on every thorn that ever existed. The next few weeks were full of tripping and blood. "Time to wake up, it's best if we keep moving." You could see the gash in his shoulder when the Black Rider stabbed him, it still hadn't healed. Your rest was interrupted when Frodo gently shook your shoulders. You finally drifted oft to sleep, filled with nightmares of the Eye of Sauron. Sam stayed awake, keeping watch on the lands. Frodo slept at your side, you two were dating when you left the Shire, it was your relationship with him that kept you going. You laid in some sort of cave, Gollum, your guide, was muttering in his sleep about his 'birthday present' that you guessed had something to do with the ring. If you fell, he needed to have his strength to continue. Frodo was trying to convince you to eat, but you refused. The Ring dug into your neck and made it hard to breathe. Gondor was one of the closest countries to Mordor, in some cities you could actually see the mountain range line and the fires within. You now understood Frodo's words of the dangers of the Ring. You counted on Frodo to pick up the ring if you fell. Also came Boromir, Pippin, Merry, Sam, and Frodo. Aragorn was your sword, Legolas was your bow, and Gimli was your ax. "Though, I do not know the way." Members of the council slowly got up and the Fellowship formed, Gandalf was to help guide you. "I will take the ring to Mordor," you said more firmly. It seemed like the Ring was sending out a signal caused by the arguments of who would take the ring. People across the clearing argued, beside you Frodo rubbed his head.
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