Professor Vanderwal stood slumped against the rivers edge. His eyes were transfixed on the slightly tinted purple crocodile, which was coming towards him at a tremendously difficult pace. I began to fear for the professor as the crocodile began to get closer and closer by the second. But the poor old Professor just seemed to just stand there with no knowledge of the creature that was coming towards him.  All of a sudden the river bead began to fold heading in a very twisted way right at the the crocodile. I guess it was the Professor Vanderwal’s very lucky day.  .