Red Centre
“He glanced over his shoulder and wished he hadn't. Orange flames licked through the bush, racing along the line of trees like liquid. Whatever it touched caught in a billow of light. A wave of smoke rolled over him. He put on a spurt.Tommy led the way. He weaved between the trees with the poise of a world-class rugby player on his way to a try. Hex fixed his eyes on him, let his legs carry him and ran for all he was worth.Smoke caught in his throat; it was like inhaling a blanket. Hex started to cough, then the coughs possessed him like a demon. He doubled over, hacking the irritation out of his lungs. He kept putting one foot in front of the other, but once he started coughing he only wanted to cough more. Amber and Paulo flailed along beside him, hacking and spluttering, slowing like broken machines.In front of them, Tommy had ripped off his shirt and was squatting down. He dug down into the earth with his knife and brought out a large frog. Cupping his hands around the creature's b...ody, he squeezed gently.MoreLess
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