The Moon Scroll (The Secrets of Droon #15) by Abbott Tony

Author:Abbott, Tony [Abbott, Tony]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2015-10-27T04:00:00+00:00

“That symbol is here,” Nelag said, tapping the unfurled Moon Scroll. “It is the symbol of Ko himself, ancient evil emperor of Goll.”

Keeah gasped. “Then we’ve found it —”

Thwang! A flaming arrow whizzed past her ear.

“And the Ninns found us!” cried Neal. “Let’s get in there — now!”

The children pulled open the heavy door and jumped through just as an army of Ninns swarmed over the ridge and into the Valley of Pits.

The friends pushed past the large black door and tumbled into a narrow stone corridor.

“Help me close the door!” urged Max.

Wham-am-am! The slamming of the door echoed around and around in the darkness.

“Scary sound,” said Neal. “Plus it’s real dark.”

Using sparks from their fingertips, Eric and Keeah lit each of the six small candles Hoja had given them. The flickering light cast strange shadows on the black walls of the passage.

Julie turned and looked at the door. “Wait a second. Did we just trap ourselves in here?”

Eric looked at the door, too. He wished he could make some kind of joke about something. But he couldn’t think of anything funny. Entering the ancient palace of the old evil emperor of Goll wasn’t a funny thing. It was maybe the scariest thing imaginable.

But it was too late to turn back now.

Eric gulped. “I guess we are trapped in here.”

“Then there’s only one direction to go,” said Keeah. “Straight ahead. Let’s find the wand.”

The corridor slanted down. Slowly, cautiously, they descended into the gloom.

“Today is fun, isn’t it?” said Nelag suddenly. “Let’s hope yesterday will be even more fun!”

“You mean tomorrow, right?” said Neal, taking a careful step. “When we’re safe at home?”

“Wherever that home is,” added Julie.

Nelag shook his head. “No. I mean yesterday. For behold … look at our wonderful candles!”

Instead of melting down, the stubby candles Hoja had given them were growing larger and brighter with every step they took.

Max shivered. “Either the candles are magic, or … or … we are going back through time. We are … entering the past!”

A sudden sound of moaning wind came up — whoom-oom! It started loudly from the darkness ahead, rushed over the children, then died out in the corridor behind.

“That wind went right through me,” said Julie.

“It’s warm air,” said Keeah.

“Then why am I shivering?” said Neal. “Plus, we’re inside here. So where did the wind come from?”

Eric moved up beside Keeah. “There, where the passage narrows. There’s an opening.”

He stepped forward and the others followed behind. The passage continued to narrow until the walls were only a foot apart.

“This scares me,” Max whispered. “I wish my master were here.”

“I think we all do,” said Keeah. “Eric, can you get to the opening?”

“I think so.” Turning sideways to make himself as flat as possible, Eric edged toward the narrow opening and slid his candle through it. He let his eyes get accustomed to the flickering flame, then he peered in.

Strange shapes began to loom out of the darkness. His pulse started to race. He gasped softly.

“Eric, what do you see?” asked Keeah.

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