As the Gorm crashed into the warren, Pomkin, Prasc and Pooh got scooped and taken to the bedroom by cousin Evie.
“Why the bedroom, ”scoffed Pomkin ,”It’s useless.”
Wanting to help defend, the children listened to the scraping of iron swords from not far away, whilst Evie rummaged through the now messy bedroom for something.
Eventually, Evie gasped, ”Yes!”
She handed a mysterious box gently to the rabbits and asked if they were going to open it or not. In astonishment, Prasc looked at what was inside. What was it? A piece of old parchment paper gleamed until a map appeared. Evie examined the map, making sure it was ok and brang it out. “It’s a mag9c map, now take good care of it. ”And with that she played a tune on the mini keyboard in the right corner. Magically, a set of grand double doors appeared . “What the…” Prasc sat glaring at it.
“Hurry up!” shouted Evie as she viciously shoved them and the map inside.
The children protested, especially Pooh, who screamed at the top of his small lungs.
“I’m going to get a massive bruise in this place,” Prasc complained. However, Evie didn’t care whatsoever and slammed the door shut. Unexpectedly, it opened again because Pomkin forced it open as she forgot to lock it. “Please. ”argued Pomkin.
“I’m so sorry guys it has to be done”
Worryingly, they heard the booming stomps of the iron Gorm coming up the stairs.
“Listen, that’s the Gorm go for your own safety please! ”As a result, the posh doors flung shut with an almighty crash.
On the other side of the untidy bedroom, Prasc made an announcement, “Guys we can do this, I’ll take charge for now -Oh and Pom, we have to keep Pooh under control.”
“I’m scared Prasc.”uttered Pomkin.
“We have got this. It’ll be fine.”
Whilst they tried to keep hope levels high, all the rabbits were shivering, as they walked down the dark dusty tunnel.
Meanwhile, the walk was getting tiring, bey Pomkin refused tourist for a single second. Anyhow, Prasc had had enough and forced him to lay down to sleep.
“I still don’t think it’s safe.”
“Well what if the Gorm is waiting outside and we are tired, exactly, we will be dead. Anyways if we turn out that candle on the wall.” declared Prasc. It was true though, Pooh was already asleep in the gentle arms of Prasc. Soon they all drifted off ,other than Pomkin, since he was thinking about the dangers of the lead Gorm Death-Eater then he thought he heard stomping noises from above just like the Gorms’…