Podkin gripped the magical dagger tightly in his hand, his palms started to sweat, he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. They found themselves in a dark dusty entrance of an abandoned mineshaft. He hoped the horrible ghoul wouldn’t follow them in here. They all tried to stay deadly quiet until they heard the ghoul pass the entrance. They had to find another way out.

Podkin tried to stay calm, as long as he had the dagger his father gave him he knew they would all be safe. It was so dark and dusty, even the cobwebs looked like chandeliers with the dust hanging on the delicately woven nets.

Podkin found a match on the dusty floor and lit the newspaper that had been thrown on the floor. This gave them much needed light but his sister became frightened of the flickering shadows above their heads, when he explained it was only their shadows she began to relax.

They could hear the faint scurrying of rats, they had to escape the mine. The smell of rotten rats was disgusting. They managed to find an abandoned cart which still had bits of iron ore in. Pook and Paz gingerly climbed in, Podkin pushed the cart with all his might and hoped the track would lead them to another exit.