The Land Before Time The Brave Longneck Scheme Mga Nobela at Kwento

There was no one in the village when I went out. I had visited the countryside as a child. From what I recall, people in the countryside slept outside at night. However, now that things were better off, everyone had air conditioning in their homes. No one wanted to sleep outside and get bitten by mosquitoes. I was too embarrassed to disturb others, so I ended up contacting the landlord. He was also from the village and lived not far away. I quickly called him. Upon questioning, I discovered the landlord was Tina's Uncle Hector! Furthermore, she had been to his house the night she died!

Fed, warm. I hadn't eaten all day. I was frozen stiff. A few steps in, he grabbed my coat and yanked me down into the snow. In the pale light, he pulled a crowbar. "Landon, you're getting old. Why not hand everything over to me?" The greed in his eyes—clear as day. The crowbar came down at my chest. No time. I threw myself down the slope with everything I had left. I rolled through the snow, slammed into rocks. Pain ripped through me.