-Wake up, Little Hero! Wake up, the Adventure awaits!
A boy slowly opened his eyes, unsure of what is going on. He found himself in some kind of wooden cabin, and he heard a seagull noises from the opened small window. Whole cabin was creaking and slightly moving, as if it were alive.

The one who woken him up was an incredibly large, burly man in shiny white knight armour. His helmet though, was almost comically tiny comparing to the rest of his body.
- Huh? What's going on? - the boy asked still groggy from the sleep.
- Ah, you awake! Good, we have no time no lose! We have arrived in Harbor-Town, on Skull Island. Come on, Little Hero, get up! We have an island to save.

The boy have tried to remember. Last thing he remembered that he was in his room, playing with toys, while his mother was cooking a lunch. It were a ham sandwiches day, his favourite.
- Huh? Save? From whom? - Confused, the boy asked.
- Why, Little Hero! From the Dragon, of course! - Cheerfully told the White Knight.
-A dragon?
-Not just a dragon. The Dragon. - corrected him White Knight, without explaining why this The Dragon is different from other dragons. - Now, get up, Little Hero, ill wait outside.

After this, White Knight get up a carefully left a room, almost destroying a door frame trying to squeeze through it. A Boy, still confused, obeyed the Knight's words and get out from the bed and gathered what, apparently, was his things. A backpack full of various things, a clothes and the Sword. It was the best sword that boy ever seen in his life, even if it was the first real sword he saw in his life. Not like those wooden swords that his father made to him.
He was in this strange world for like ten minutes, and he already missed mom and dad. And ham sandwiches.

After he left a cabin, he was greeted by the most beatufill landscape he ever seen. A majestic deep blue see, a luscious forests, a small medieval town that was stolen straight from his favourite cartoon. And he was on the real wooden ship, complete with sailors singing some strange sea shanties! This view, however, did not pulsed the White Knight, who impatiently waited him outside.
- Took you long enough! There is no time! - he said, leaving a ship in hurry.
- Wait! Where are going? - shouted a boy, trying to catch up with the Knight.
- There, - a knight pointed at the ominous looking mountain, which looked indeed like a grinning skull. It looked so out of place on this island - to the Dragon's lair.

Their trek was long and harsh. It reminded a boy about his camping trips with a father, but like then, today he couldn't catch a break, or when it becomes completely unbearable for both of them, just get into the car and drive home. White Knight rushed a boy so all landscapes became almost like a blur, until they finally reached the Dragon lair, on top of the barren and scary mountain. When they reached it, however, it was almost too late – the Dragon come out from his lair, preparing to fly away!

The White Knight leaped into battle, charging the Dragon! He roared, trying to shake off the Knight! The boy, still unsure of what is going on, rushed to help the Knight, wielding his sword!

-Wake up! Wake up, the lunch is ready!
The Little Hero slowly opened his eyes, unsure of what is going on. He found himself in some kind of brightly coloured room, and he heard a strange mechanical noises. Whole room was pretty messy and full of strange toys. At least, the boy assumed it is a toys.
The one who woken him up were a woman in apron, kind of plain looking. Her smile, however, was so warm that it could melt anyone's heart.
- Huh? What's going on? - the Little Hero asked, still groggy from the sleep.
- Ah, you awake! Good, the lunch is ready, come on, get up, the father is coming soon. Its your favourite, the ham sandwiches!
The Little Hero have tried to remember. Last thing he remembered that he was on ship, sailing to the Skull Island, and he was going to save it from the Dragon...