Chapter 4

Panic stabs me,we have to leave.At the corner of my eye,I stare at the egg’s knife-sharp horns glow brighter and it starts to jiggle.The scaly-eight-armed monster growns grabbing attention.”You’re safe with us,”Zoey breathed.It puts us gently back on the hard,bumpy platform.The creature looks at me with blood-shot eyes like  he’s looking at my soul but then it settles,calmly.It lifts its sharp,long-lasting tails so we skip past it,letting us free.

Zoey and I dash behind the barbed wire,through the hole we made earlier.I look back,staring at the Octopusmander.Inside,it’s filling the soggy hole with the golden,sun-baked sand.Outside,the wind swirls leading the leafs to the sky.For the first time,we are the first ones escaping the Octopus Mander alive.

Ida’s Ice cream was decorated with a lot more stuff and there were more flavors for a change.

Bree’s Bakery was having a visitor.A famous french artist.

The Business House was closed so everyone could have a holiday with extra payment for a  treat.

 I skipped to the Nautilus Hotel.I can just imagine the toddlers screaming with excitement or crying for their moms.As I got to my dorm which was also the babysitter area,I gaze at the window where the beach appears at sight.Suddenly,the babies screams were heard but quite not went in my head.I froze.The thought of the Octopusmander’s egg was deep.Did it hatch?Could it be evil and eerie as its egg looked?

Zoey was hypnotized in books of different creatures linct to the Octopusmander and going on trips to any libraries nearby.Her favorite discovery was called “The moonstone”.Could it be another “mander’s” birth?That evening we discussed it.

There’s one thing I’ve learned.The end is just the beginning…