the camp shone bright, as if the sun was overhead.
Popping Isabella onto the empty stump next to her, Catherine grabbed the telescope to take a look for herself. She pulled the object quickly away from her eye, then quickly back again.
“Wow!” she too exclaimed.
“How? I mean what is it? How is it doing that?” asked a very puzzled, but intrigued Matthew.
Realising that she had the camper’s full attention, Sam started to explain, “Well, it’s what I call a light catcher. It makes the night appear like day, it’s that simple. In Darkmoor it’s always night, it’s just the way he likes it, but with this,” Sam said taking the light catcher very carefully off Catherine, “we’ll be able to see which way to go and of course, if there’s any danger heading our way!”
Sam then went onto explain how delicate it was and how she had hidden it out of camp for safe keeping. Gently she placed it back into her rucksack.
“Right you two,” Sam said addressing Matthew and Catherine, “we set off early in the morning so try and get some rest, believe me, you will need it.”
Picking up her belongings, Sam took herself off to bed leaving Matthew and Catherine to say their goodbyes to the other campers.
Dear Diary,
I am trying to sleep, but I can’t. I am so scared about tomorrow, I wish we were home.
I feel like crying when I think of what we are doing, but I can’t back out now, he needs me. We practised using a bow and arrow today. I’m pretty good at it, but Matthew struggled picking it up! Anyway, we now have a bow and arrow ready to use just in case. I really hope I don’t have to use mine. I don’t like the idea of killing things.
My eye lids are starting to feel heavy, so hopefully I will get some sleep. I wonder if Matthew is asleep.
Well, goodnight xxxxx
Chapter Ten
River of Souls
I’m standing here alone. I have to cross, the monsters are coming. It’s my only way to save Catherine.
My foot steps automatically onto the first plank of wood. The bridge begins to sway from side to side. The wolf-lizards are getting louder and louder, I can sense their stale breath on my cheeks.
I’m not going to look at them, I have to focus on the bridge. My body is shaking, my legs are trembling and something is pulling me across.
I lift my head to look, there she is, Catherine. She’s reaching out her hand for me to take. I reach out my arms stretching to touch hers, for I know just one touch of her hand and we will be free.
“Catherine, Catherine!” I call, but suddenly he’s there instead.
Darkmoor.
He’s laughing at me, suddenly I lose balance. I start to sway on the rope bridge, the monsters begin nipping at my ankles, then snapping, then really hurting.
“Help!” I scream. “Help!”
My hand is throbbing the pain is becoming too much. I can’t do this, I...
“Matthew, Matthew,” Catherine called shaking Matthew.
His olive skin had turned white as snow, tears of sweat flowed down his fear-filled face, gasping for breath, Matthew’s body trembled.
“Are you ok? You seemed in a world of your own,” hearing Catherine’s voice again, slowly Matthew turned his head.
Brushing his hands through his hair, Matthew managed to calm himself down before smiling back at Catherine, “I’m fine,” he said remembering his daydream before continuing, “listen, Catherine I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to come with us, it’s not safe.”
“Well I am!” Catherine snapped at him.
“I don’t want you to get hurt,” Matthew started as Catherine crossed her arms, impatiently waiting for an explanation. Chuckling to himself Matthew conceded, “Never mind, I’m not going to win am I?”
“No you’re flipping not!” Catherine replied flashing a warming smile at him.
“Well we have to cross it! The river of souls, that’s if you still want to go and see Darkmoor?” Sam’s voice interrupted, “or are you having second thoughts?” she continued
Popping Isabella onto the empty stump next to her, Catherine grabbed the telescope to take a look for herself. She pulled the object quickly away from her eye, then quickly back again.
“Wow!” she too exclaimed.
“How? I mean what is it? How is it doing that?” asked a very puzzled, but intrigued Matthew.
Realising that she had the camper’s full attention, Sam started to explain, “Well, it’s what I call a light catcher. It makes the night appear like day, it’s that simple. In Darkmoor it’s always night, it’s just the way he likes it, but with this,” Sam said taking the light catcher very carefully off Catherine, “we’ll be able to see which way to go and of course, if there’s any danger heading our way!”
Sam then went onto explain how delicate it was and how she had hidden it out of camp for safe keeping. Gently she placed it back into her rucksack.
“Right you two,” Sam said addressing Matthew and Catherine, “we set off early in the morning so try and get some rest, believe me, you will need it.”
Picking up her belongings, Sam took herself off to bed leaving Matthew and Catherine to say their goodbyes to the other campers.
Dear Diary,
I am trying to sleep, but I can’t. I am so scared about tomorrow, I wish we were home.
I feel like crying when I think of what we are doing, but I can’t back out now, he needs me. We practised using a bow and arrow today. I’m pretty good at it, but Matthew struggled picking it up! Anyway, we now have a bow and arrow ready to use just in case. I really hope I don’t have to use mine. I don’t like the idea of killing things.
My eye lids are starting to feel heavy, so hopefully I will get some sleep. I wonder if Matthew is asleep.
Well, goodnight xxxxx
Chapter Ten
River of Souls
I’m standing here alone. I have to cross, the monsters are coming. It’s my only way to save Catherine.
My foot steps automatically onto the first plank of wood. The bridge begins to sway from side to side. The wolf-lizards are getting louder and louder, I can sense their stale breath on my cheeks.
I’m not going to look at them, I have to focus on the bridge. My body is shaking, my legs are trembling and something is pulling me across.
I lift my head to look, there she is, Catherine. She’s reaching out her hand for me to take. I reach out my arms stretching to touch hers, for I know just one touch of her hand and we will be free.
“Catherine, Catherine!” I call, but suddenly he’s there instead.
Darkmoor.
He’s laughing at me, suddenly I lose balance. I start to sway on the rope bridge, the monsters begin nipping at my ankles, then snapping, then really hurting.
“Help!” I scream. “Help!”
My hand is throbbing the pain is becoming too much. I can’t do this, I...
“Matthew, Matthew,” Catherine called shaking Matthew.
His olive skin had turned white as snow, tears of sweat flowed down his fear-filled face, gasping for breath, Matthew’s body trembled.
“Are you ok? You seemed in a world of your own,” hearing Catherine’s voice again, slowly Matthew turned his head.
Brushing his hands through his hair, Matthew managed to calm himself down before smiling back at Catherine, “I’m fine,” he said remembering his daydream before continuing, “listen, Catherine I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to come with us, it’s not safe.”
“Well I am!” Catherine snapped at him.
“I don’t want you to get hurt,” Matthew started as Catherine crossed her arms, impatiently waiting for an explanation. Chuckling to himself Matthew conceded, “Never mind, I’m not going to win am I?”
“No you’re flipping not!” Catherine replied flashing a warming smile at him.
“Well we have to cross it! The river of souls, that’s if you still want to go and see Darkmoor?” Sam’s voice interrupted, “or are you having second thoughts?” she continued
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