Into the Land of the Lost by Tony Abbott

Author:Tony Abbott
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2014-08-16T04:00:00+00:00

“What?” he said. He closed his eyes again.

He saw the wall there, too.

What happened? What was going on?

“No pressure or anything,” said Neal. “But we’re losing time here.”

Eric put his hands on the wall. It was cold. Night was falling in Agrah-Voor. Soon after that it would be midnight. He suddenly felt very afraid. Afraid that Keeah would be trapped. Afraid that he had taken them the wrong way. Afraid that they would become ghosts — and it would be all his fault.

“This isn’t right,” he murmured, swallowing his fear. He retraced his steps. “Back up….”

Julie shot a fearful look at Max as they backed into a small space. “This isn’t the way we came.”

“Uh-oh,” Neal mumbled. “Wrong turn.”

“Quiet!” Eric studied the lines burned into his memory. No, he wasn’t wrong. He wasn’t.

He traced his way back to the wall again. He pressed against it. It began to move.

“Keeah?” he whispered.

Then, there she was, falling into them. The wall slid away as Eric spoke her name.

“Eric! Julie! Neal! Max!” she cried, nearly weeping with joy.

Max bounced up and down. “My princess!”

The sounds of battle thundered around them.

“Party later, people,” said Julie. “Sparr is still hunting for his dumb Wasp. The ghosts need us.”

Keeah trembled. Then she narrowed her eyes in defiance. “We must stop him!”

They followed Max’s silken thread out of the maze. The sounds of fighting drew them farther and farther into the tangle of streets.

Many buildings lay in ruins.

“Oh, woe!” cried a ghost, stumbling past them.

Eric recognized him as one of the warriors tossing rocks earlier. Now he could barely support his own weight. It was as if smoke had taken shape as a person.

“The heroes have lost hope,” said Eric. “Just like Shago said. By the end of the day they really are no more than ghosts.”

“They’re afraid they’ll be in Agrah-Voor forever,” Julie added.

“They won’t be,” said Keeah, “if I can help it.”

Carefully, they entered a small square surrounded by crooked towers. They dashed behind a pile of rubble and peeked over the top.

The ghosts and Ninns had fought to a standstill. Now Lord Sparr towered over the old queen.

“We are destroying your city stone by stone,” Sparr snarled. “But now I believe that one of you is hiding my Golden Wasp. If you won’t surrender it, you shall all perish!”

“You know no living soul can harm us!” the queen said.

The sorcerer cackled. “No living soul … yes. I’ve thought of that. Ninns! Bring in the box!”

Eric turned to Keeah. “Is that a new weapon? A box? Filled with what?”

“Probably not chocolate,” said Neal.

Six Ninns dragged in a large black box. Their faces grew even redder as they huffed and puffed with the effort. Finally, they dropped it with a thud, tugged off the top, then scattered fearfully.

“What’s inside?” Julie asked.

On the box was strange old writing.

“Oh, no!” Keeah gasped. “I hope it’s not …”

“I’m afraid it is,” Max whimpered softly when he saw. “The Warriors of the Skorth!”

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