38 The Abominable Snowman of Pasadena by R.L. Stine

Author:R.L. Stine [Stine, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Nicole and I chased after the sled, watching it grow tinier and tinier.

“Arthur! Come back!”

“He’s got our food!” I cried.

We couldn’t let him get away. We ran as fast as we could, our boots falling deep into the snow.

The sled climbed over a tall ridge of snow.

“Stop! Stop!” Nicole screamed. “Please!”

“We can’t keep up with the dogs,” I gasped.

“We have to try,” Nicole cried frantically. “We can’t let Arthur leave us here!”

The sled disappeared over the top of the ridge. We clawed our way up. The snow slid under our feet.

By the time we reached the top, Arthur and the dogs were far ahead of us. We watched in horror as they quickly disappeared across the tundra.

Exhausted, I collapsed in the snow. “They’re getting away,” I choked out.

“Jordan, get up!” Nicole pleaded.

“We can’t catch him,” I moaned.

Then Nicole said in a small voice, “Where are we?”

I stood up and gazed around. Snow, snow, snow. All around us, nothing but snow. No landmarks. No sign of the cabin.

Clouds had covered the sun. The wind picked up. Snow began to fall.

I had no idea where we were.

“Which way is the cabin?” I asked in a shrill voice. “Which way did we come?”

We scanned the horizon through the falling snow. I didn’t see the cabin anywhere.

Nicole tugged on my arm. “The cabin is that way. Let’s go!”

“No!” The snow came down harder and faster, stinging my eyes. I shouted into the wind. “The cabin’s the other way! That’s not the way we came.”

“Look!” Nicole yelled, pointing down. “Our tracks! We’ll just follow them home.”

We started down the ridge, following the ruts we’d made in the snow. The wind howled, growing stronger.

We followed our own footprints for a short while. It was so hard to see in the falling snow. All white and gray. The whole world. White and gray.

Nicole peered at me through the thick curtain of snow. “I can hardly see you!” she shouted.

We crouched low, searching for our footprints.

“They’re gone!” I cried. The snow had already covered them up.

Nicole clutched my arm. “Jordan, I’m getting scared.”

I was getting scared, too. But I didn’t tell Nicole.

“We’ll find the cabin,” I assured her. “Don’t worry. I bet Dad’s looking for us right now.”

I wished I believed it myself. The wind pelted us with hard, icy snow. I squinted into the wind. Nothing but white. White on white. White on gray.

“Don’t let go of me!” I shouted to Nicole.

“What?”

“I said, don’t let go of me! We could easily lose each other in the storm!”

She tightened her grip on my arm to show she understood.

“I’m so cold,” she shouted. “Let’s run!”

We tried to run through the snow, stumbling against the wind. “Dad!” we called out. “Dad!”

I had no idea where we were going—but I knew we had to go somewhere.

“Look!” Nicole cried, pointing through the thick snow. “I think I see something!”

I stared as hard as I could, but I didn’t see anything.

Nicole pulled me along. “Come on!” she shouted.

We ran blindly. Suddenly, the ground gave way under our feet.

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