A red dragon crashed through the opposite wall. The dragon was covered with thick armored scales, leathery wings, and teeth like daggers. It’s eyes golden red reflected the movement of the flames. Edward froze in terror for a moment as the dragon spread it’s arms and wings, ripping into the stone floor. Suddenly and without warning the director shouted.

“CUT! Back to one!” The director closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. An alarm bell sounded. The director stepped away from the monitor. The special effects team turned off the flames as various film crew moved into view from the other side of the camera, some to check the stars make up and hair, and others to reset the scene. Three large burly men rocked the dragon on it’s wheels and began to push the giant mechanical puppet back through the break away wall.

“What’s wrong?” one of the producers asked the director.

“They should have gone with a CGI dragon” whispered a crewman to the script person.

The director overheard the whisper and shook his head in disagreement. One of the film producers glared at the offending crewman.

The three lead actors moved toward the craft services table, eyeing the warm foods as their teams of hair, makeup, and costume people tried to keep food from damaging their labor. The three large burly men were restoring the breakaway brick wall in place.

“It’s missing something,” the director told the producer.

The dust settled, thinking "what a fine home, at least for now" not realizing that doom would soon be coming in the form of a vacuum cleaner.