Unlike what Alice thought, there is no cupboard behind the door, only pitch darkness, darkness so dense that no light penetrates through it. Don tried shining his flashlight but the darkness merely swallowed the beam of light. “I wonder what’s in there,” asked Van. He stares at the open doorway expecting some strange creature or a supernatural entity sticking out a clawed hand. “Don’t go there, Van. I don’t reckon it’s safe,” Alice warned. “Looks like it’s some sort of entrance to an abyss,” Cara suggested. “What do you think guys, shall we go now,” Van said, and three pairs of hands pulled him away from the doorway. “You are not going young man,” Alice nagged. “What if something dangerous is lurking there?” “Don, if something is in there it should have come for us when we opened the door,” Van explained. “Hey it’s Ana!”Everyone turned at the doorway after Cara said those. And even through the darkness, they could see Ana at a distance entering an unse
After seeing talking gates, floating flames and doors that lead to nowhere unless you bow, Van and his friends take turns to examine the staircase before them. The staircase looks innocent enough, except that there is no masonry or structure that supports it. The stairway simply floats in the air. To check for hidden jinx, Van will be putting his neck on the line. He tested the staircase by climbing a few steps. Nothing happens. “It’s safe to use,” Van concluded. Emboldened and convinced by Van’s act, his friends quickly follow him in the stairway. “How sure are you that the stairs are not cursed,” Kirsten, who refused to go with them sneered. “Please Kirsten,” Alice cried. She grabs Kirsten by the waist and drags her with them in the staircase.So far, they meet nothing unusual along the way. The only difficulty they have is holding the struggling Kirsten and making her behave. Van look down just to check how high they have gone. Down there is a dark and endl
Near the foot of the exit beyond the trick floor, Van finds a pink handkerchief decorated with blue birds. It gives off a strong scent of strawberry. Van readily recognizes it as Ana’s belongings. “Ana had a habit of flashing her handkerchief when reading, and yes I saw her holding this,” he explained as he shows the handkerchief to the others. Don cannot stop himself sniffing its sweet strawberry scent. “Just checking,” Don said reddening after receiving an elbow from Alice. Cara sighs at the sight of them. “It means she was here.” “And hopefully she’s not far from here Cara,” Van added. He had a lot of questions to ask Ana if they ever reach her, like what she is doing in this kind of place, and who she really is. She was exhibiting supernatural qualities when they followed her in the restricted hallway. “Another world now awaits us beyond the exit,” Alice declared. Who knows what craziness lies there? Kirsten is now recoiling behind Cara. But when they pa
And Van wastes no time telling the others what Grizzlebark showed him. With an avid audiences listening to his tale, Kirsten included among them, Van is clearly enjoying himself. And when asked why Grizzlebark only spoke to him, Van is not sure what to say. Maybe Grizzlebark will only talk to someone who had the crazy idea of climbing his treacherous trunk. And Kirsten’s eyes flash when Van starts to explain to them that they will win an unspecified price if they beat the time in the hourglass. “I told you I never know,” said the annoyed Van when she asked him again what that prize could be. Kirsten looks more alive now and there is a strange glint in her eyes. It’s a common knowledge in school that she loves a good competition. “Disgusting,” Cara said. She just stepped on a fruit that fell from Grizzlebark. “Grizzlebark could use a bit of clean-up,” Alice muttered, for the surrounding ground is littered with fallen fruits. Van pockets some. It might come in usef
Yes, Kirsten is always been a burden to them and all she did is cried and complain. But as much as they want to leave her here where she would pester no one, Kirsten is still their schoolmate. They will be tormented forever by their conscience if something bad happens to her. And how would they explain to her parents that their good-for-nothing daughter had gone missing in this alien world?Just thinking about the troubles of diving into a potentially dangerous place to find a hated character proves to be unappealing. No one is able to come up with a concrete plan and whenever they tried to wrack their brains for ideas, their mind will just produce blank buzzing. “Do you think we should bring a small container, in case we only find bits of her,” Don chuckled savagely.This earned him an elbow from Alice. “Okay, okay I’m just joking! How about you Van,” Don whined. “We should get out of here now.” “And…” “No, Don we should move. It’s not safe here,” Van added
The pigeon found Kirsten just a stone’s throw away from the house of the statues. And when they get to her minutes later, she is neither crying nor panicking. She did look confused but Kirsten still manages to put on a haughty air. “I was about to find my way,” she said. With the pigeon’s help, they are able to navigate back to the clearing where the others are still waiting. Alice immediately gives Kirsten a slap for making them worry. Kirsten never dared to retort, maybe this is her way of saying thank you. “Let’s move now, I’m enough of this place,” Van muttered, “too bad we won’t be winning that prize.” “Believe me, it’s not worth it. Do you know Grizzlebark?” The pigeon said. “Yes, he is that large and old looking tree,” Van replied. “Hmm, you have met. Then what can you say about his fruit?” Van lets go a snort after the pigeon said those. “That’s the prize?” “A year’s supply,” the pigeon chuckled, “It’s just Grizzlebark’s way of getting rid of his
Where are they? They couldn’t see anything. It’s like they fell into a deep hole. They try to feel their way around the darkness but they couldn’t touch anything solid. Again Grizzlebark never said anything about this abyss, or should there be a passageway here he forgot to mention? Van keeps his eyes open for a glint of light or something. “Ouch, Alice my foot,” Van groaned. “I’m with Don Van, I got his arm.” “That’s my arm Alice,” Cara retorted. “Well, it’s probably…” “Yeah that’s right, blame me Van,” Kirsten said harshly. “Wait, I have a flashlight here,” Don added. Don’s tactical light is powerful enough to illuminate the darkness for several feet. It’s actually Don who stepped on Van’s foot. Alice had grabbed Cara’s arm out of fear of being left in the darkness. Kirsten is on her knees and looking clueless. “This isn’t the school ground,” Don noted. “Are you sure your feathered friend is telling the truth,” Kirsten muttered to Van. “For your in
They feel as light as feathers when they wake up from their nap, like all of their earthly burdens are taken away. Everything around them has a different air now, and it’s like they are still floating in a dream world. The dreamy sensation is further enhanced by the overwhelming beauty of their surroundings, from the house to their stunning host. And they have to pinch themselves repeatedly to check if they are now wide awake. “Come and join me in the table,” the woman called them. “It’s already dinner?” Alice asked while flattening her dishevelled hair. “Goodness, we overslept,” Van said, mildly embarrassed for their excess. “How long did we sleep,” Don then asked. “Just long enough for you to be properly rested,” the woman replied, her smile ever sweeter. “You’re being generous but…”Van meant to say that we should go now, but his jaws seem to loose strength and freeze in mid-speech. “Now enough of that, everyone to the table,” the woman said to them g