Luke was put in a dungeon.

I took out my light saber and chopped off Dragon Flyer’s tail.

"Aaaaah," he yelled as he fell down.

Then I stabbed him. My saber went right through to the other side of him and he died. I raced to the dungeon in the basement. I unlocked the door and pulled Luke out. We ran upstairs, went out and got into our jet.

Meanwhile, Darth Vader was watching Admiral Piett.

"Don’t fail me again or you’re going to die!" Vader yelled.

Luke and I took off from Yavin.

Jared was eating cooked pees in his jet.

"Sauron, is everything going fine," Jared called.

"Yes," Sauron replied.

Jared was about to take another bite when I called him on my radio.

"Jared," I yelled.

No answer.

"Luke!" I yelled.

Luke came up to the cockpit of his jet to see me.

"No answer?" Luke questioned.

"No," I replied. "The radar dosen’t even show Jared’s ship.

"Good work, Admiral Piett," Vader said," Now only Andrew is left."