Three days later,Herbie and I are in the cafe drinking tea and eating cake, my favourite desert. Outside,The waves were crashing and in the distance there’s a rumble in the sky.Inside,The heating is on and the steam from the tea floods the room.”Violet,listen,Please i know where it lives…”

It turns out Herbie had decided to carry on searching all across town.He claims he saw web-like footprints on the entrance way to the cave.

I lock all the windows and doors in the cafe and turn the lights off.I grab a scarf,fur coat and gloves to keep me warm.I also packed torches because I knew herbie would forget them.The wind gets stronger and the waves crash against the shore.We walk for miles trying to find the cave but we had no luck.Herbie runs of and shouts”Quick i’ve found it!”I run over to him and there is a sign that says “No one beyond this point!”but that doesn’t stop Herbie.

I hadn’t believed Herbie this whole time till we saw the wed-like feet in the mouth of the dark,damp cave.”Quick” Herbie says in an excited tone.I give her a torch so he doesn’t fall over.But I have a feeling Herbie is leading us into trouble!

The cave is dark.Darker than the night sky.It smells of rotten fish and feels damp. I shine my torch like I’m looking for treasure.My body shakes as we get further into the cave.However,Herbie found sticks,old clothes and feathers.In a nest we have found glowing red scales on a miniature klombomander.We stand there in shock.

In a flash,I feel a stab of guilt.”We shouldn’t be here…let’s go!”I say as I try and find my way to safety.But then we hear The low growl,The rotten fish and see The glowing scales.Herbie steps forward;I step back…