Prompt: Why was that hat on the table?
Hi, my name is Grace and I am from Narnia. One day, a hat magically materialised out of thin air. It was on my ballroom table and the table was evaporating into the hat. Was the hat trying to steal my table? Or was the hat just trying to borrow it? Why was that hat on the table?
Suddenly, a man in grey, with a black top hat and a plain, wooden, walking stick marched into my ballroom and demanded that his most prized possession, THE EVAPORATING HAT, be returned. Then he flicked his walking stick and the he and the hat were gone.