They had done it, they had patched the air ballon. Now they were gliding above the trees and it was all calm for miles with only a genital breeze. 

The sun was shining down on them giving them burns. All they could see was a couple of clouds and trees. It was as calm as the sea on a lovely day.

Out of nowhere they started hearing scraping under the ship. Their hearts were pounding as they grew more frightened. “Save me.” cried Myra. “No your only imagining it!” Replied Jake.

Black shadows filled the windows. Bone chilling sounds filed the ship. The deck started shaking like an obstacle course.

Myra could see that it was only the trees that were scraping against the ship. Myra started to play with the stray puppy to pass time.

Everything was normal as Myra continued to play, she was happy until…………?