Rufus glared out of the summer sets window as he watched the midnight murder got closer.
He saw the cannons pop out the side of the airship they looked as menacing as a bat swinging towards someone’s head.
He heard a bang from under neath him it sounded like the midnight murder had blown up the side of the ship up.The sound was as alerting as a air raid alarm going of in the middle of the night.
He smelt a terrible gassy smell leaking from one of the drain pipes it was as strong as a petrol tanker leaked all over the road.
Pacing towards his master Rufus roared” we need to jump”.
“No I have to stay with the ship” ARGHH” screamed Rufus.
CHAPTER 1
Pacing towards the door, Jason Wilder was heading for lunchtime
The boys at saint Bridgertons academy for boys were more stupid then a group of penguins they could only understand when it was time for lunch. They ran towards the dinner hall. All of a sudden Jason was being trampled on by a group of year 7’s boys it felt like a herd of elephants.He decided he grabbed his bags and headed towards the school gate and bolted towards the field.
When Jason had got to the field he had to lean against the tree to catch his breath.
For what it had seemed he had read the words Brandon wilder has not been seen since his air ship catastrophe . The final words he had said to him was quite strange “ “Always read between the lines”.He laud awake for weeks thinking what it meant .
Out of the blue , Jason heard a distance roar .Jason being curious headed towards the sound . Surprisingly it was Rufus!”you’ve taken your ticking time haven’t you “ “sorry”replied Jason “give me a wind up will you this travelling takes it time you
know”.Jason smiled and wounded Rufus up.Rufus purred in satisfaction. His fur had been singed from the incident.
That afternoon ,Max was surprised to see Jason and Rufus wandering around in the back of blue way valley.obviously it’s your father book. Jason nodded sadly.
This book was very precious to him and his dad . His dad always read to him before bed.he remembered a time when him and his dad where reading it on the couch. The memorie was still painful.”sorry”replied max.”He right” “we need to catch a steam wagon down to 22 walkden ave before those flee bags get to that book”
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