Hair-raising and Bloodcurdling Places

Elizabeth understood what this meant, as for Johnny, his face looked as if he needed explanation.

So Johnny was helped by a hard sleeve pull to take another route and follow the other two.

Noises that only in the depths of the Earth could be heard, scared the three kids. And that awful feeling that anyone would have thinking that mountains could collapse over them at any moment, gave them even more thrills. As for the air ... every breath of them was a real struggle.

At one point the three children turned right onto a narrower corridor, which was derived from the main aisle. After a few dozen steps, they saw this aisle was much safer than the main one, because it was supported by strong roots.

"Dry poplar ..." Johnny told them, looking at those roots that were as thick as marble columns from an ancient temple, but these columns were wooden... made of woody roots.

"We've come down quite a bit, but I don't think we'll find a sprout here," Alexander s