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- The girls
shook their heads. "What about you?"
- Collin
shook his head, too. He'd been too busy solving the captain's
problems to think about puzzle pieces.
Suddenly
Courtney started to laugh and she ripped the headband from Collin's
brow.
- "It's
a piece of the cloth we used for the sail."
- The
puzzle. Quickly!
- Courtney
ran to the black hole in the puzzle and dropped the cloth. It
billowed. Wind whooshed around trying to get by, but the cloth
stretched and expanded, covering the hole, again harnessing
the wind.
- Once more
the fiery ball zoomed through the sky and hit another blank
piece of the puzzle, opening a new, oddly shaped black hole.
- "Oh, no!"
Collin exclaimed. "Does that mean we have to go? I'm tired."
- Thunder
crashed around them. Black fog slithered around their feet.
The darkness was coming -- again.
- "Well,"
he sighed, "I guess it's time for another adventure," he said.
- "Maybe
we'll go someplace modern this time," Morgan said.
- "Someplace
dry would be nice," Courtney added.
- "I just
hope they have good food," Collin said, grabbing hold of his
companions. "A hamburger maybe."
- "French
fries."
-
- "Ice cream."
- The
kids looked at each other, linked arms, and without thinking
about the consequences or what horrible thing might await them
in that deep, dark hole, they jumped, falling down, down, down
through a bright golden haze.
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