“Wind blows around me from their two sets of wings beating hard while expertly keeping apart. I don’t dare move in case they drop me. Eventually they bring me down in a thick part of the forest, but nowhere near the portal like I was expecting. They lower my feet to the ground first. I glimpse a dry creek bed, dense shrubs and a rocky hill before they shove a hessian bag over my head and push me into a cave. We walk at a steep downwards angle for a kilometre or more. It’s so dark the only light ...comes from the Prodigies’ own glow. A second tunnel with a left turn keeps us descending. By the time they stop and make me sit, we’re deep underground. It’s cold, moist and smells like wet dog fur. I hug my knees to my chest and wonder what happened to the girls. Pulling the bag off my head, the angels leave me here while they walk into a tunnel opposite where I’m sitting. When their light fades from view, it becomes so dark I can’t see the tunnel entrance or even my fingers held in front of my eyes.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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