The Paladin Prophecy by Mark Frost

Author:Mark Frost [Frost, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Boys & Men, Juvenile Fiction, Action & Adventure, Fantasy & Magic, General
ISBN: 9780375980015
Google: seTQdp9IcrYC
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Goodreads: 13573307
Publisher: Random House Digital, Inc.
Published: 2012-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

Will, Nick, and Ajay looked at each other.

“The Peers,” said Will. “You recognize any of these names?”

“No,” said Nick. “But then I don’t own a phone book from the fourteenth century.”

“Any guesses?” asked Will.

“The French national soccer team?” said Ajay.

“The Twelve Musketeers?” said Nick.

“Okay, okay,” said Will.

“Twelve hats, twelve masks,” said Ajay, “but thirteen names on the list.”

“What’s up with that?” asked Nick.

“I’d venture a guess that a hat and mask correspond to each name,” said Ajay. “Except for the last, which is in quotes and is really a description, not a name.”

“ ‘The Old Gentleman,’ ” said Will.

“So let’s take all this stuff with us and brainiac it later?” asked Nick, yawning again, glancing at his watch. “I really need to crash.”

“No,” said Will. “We should put it all back exactly as we found it. Spread everything out first—I want to take pictures.”

“I’m quite certain I can remember them, Will,” said Ajay pointedly.

“I know. We may need to show them to someone else.”

Nick and Ajay laid the masks and hats on the floor. Will pulled out his cell phone and activated the camera. “Can we get more light in here?” he asked.

Nick tried more switches by the door. None turned on fixtures in the locker room, but one activated lights in the corridor outside. He stepped out to look at them. Will took shots of the hats and masks, then leaned in to snap close-ups of the paper with the insignia and the list of names.

“So the people you saw were wearing both hats and masks?” asked Ajay.

“Which could explain why it took them so long to come after me,” said Will. “They had to put all this away first.”

Nick slowly backed into the locker room, looking pale. “Uh, hate to harsh your mellow. We need another way out of here.”

“Why?” asked Will as he took the last photo.

“Bad guy. Far end of the hall. With a big-ass knife …”

“What?!”

“… and a medium-sized hatchet,” said Nick.

“Are you high?” asked Ajay.

Will and Ajay stuck their heads out into the hallway. A long row of single bare lightbulbs had come on, suspended from the ceiling down the full length of the corridor, creating small sharp pools of light that didn’t quite blend. In a last splash of light at the far end, just before the distant corner, stood a lone figure.

The figure was tall, wrapped in a black cloak, and wore an iron helmet. He looked up, appeared to see them, and drew something from his belt: a short sword that gleamed in the light. The figure headed their way, picking up speed as he rushed from one pool of light to the next. A harsh, bloodthirsty cry echoed down the corridor.

“Thank God I already peed,” said Ajay.

Will yanked them both back into the room and shut the door. “Look for another way out,” he said.

Nick and Ajay frantically searched the room and adjoining bathroom. Will turned the lock on the inside knob and rattled it to make sure it was secure.

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