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from under their manes. Their arms formed down into three fingers which swished about like elastic dangling in the dirt. No legs were needed as the monsters skimmed across the mud.
    They had long and narrow jaws like wolves, with saliva drooling uncontrollably from the corners of their crooked snouts. Opening their mouths they revealed razor sharp white teeth. Suddenly, they started to howl for their master. Big, dark, fearsome eyes bulged out of their sockets, which darted around as they sniffed the cold night air.
    Matthew stood there both fascinated by Darkmoor and scared by what Darkmoor was doing. As he lined up his troops one by one on the river side opposite them, Darkmoor called across in a chilling voice.
    “Matthew, I look forward to seeing you again soon!”
    “Please Sir,” Matthew pleaded, “How do we get home?”
    Darkmoor chuckled loosely causing his troops to howl, “Do you really think I would tell you that? Ah poor Matthew and his little friend trapped in Darkmoor. Where would all the fun be if I let you go home? And besides, you two should know I am the master of all tricks!”
    And with that, Darkmoor turned his back on Catherine and Matthew and retreated through the dense woodlands. Clapping his hand twice the monsters stood to attention, and then like soldiers they followed their sergeant into the darkness.
    Then, Darkmoor and his mighty monsters were gone.

Chapter Five
    A light in the darkness
    Catherine scurried around in the mud, frantically searching for her bag.
    “It has to be here somewhere, Matthew,” she panicked, digging in the mud.
    “What?” Matthew asked.
    “My bag and diary, I’m sure, wait, never mind I’ve found it!”
    A relieved Catherine quickly pulled open her bag to check if her diary was still inside. With a pen in one hand and the diary in the other, Catherine leaned over the blank pages ready to write.
    “What date is it today, Matthew?” Catherine asked in a confused manner.
    “Are you crazy!?” Matthew asked, astonished at Catherine’s relaxed attitude, “haven’t you realised what’s just happened to us?”
    Here they were lost without anything, or anyone. The car boot sale had completely vanished, the comforting sound from the swarms of people had faded long ago, and yet here Catherine was acting as if nothing had happened.
    Looking up at a bewildered Matthew, she shrugged her shoulders, “What?”
    “You seriously think now is a good time to be writing in your precious diary!?”
    “I have to! I write in it every day. It will only take a few minutes and besides there’s nothing else to do!” Catherine lifted the diary up close to her face. Steadying it on her knees she started to write...

    Dear anyone,

    Help us, please if anyone can read this, please help we’re trapped in,

    “Where are we, Matthew?”

    A place called Darkmoor, or is that the man’s name. The man is Crow!! It’s all very confusing, but once I know more I will let you know. It’s dark, wet, cold, and we are both really scared. So please if you find this help us.
    Yours hopefully,
    Catherine Rose and Matthew Khan.

    Catherine ripped the entry from her diary before placing it back into her bag. Then standing up, she threw the bag over her shoulder.
    “What are you going to do with that?” Matthew quizzed Catherine.
    “I am going to find somewhere to leave it and hope someone will find it.” Catherine answered as her eyes searched her surroundings.
    “You really think someone else is going to come here?” Matthew asked sarcastically.
    “Yes I do,” Catherine replied trying to sound positive.
    As Catherine looked at Mathew she felt saddened. He stood with his head hanging down towards the floor, twirling the mud round with the tip of his trainer. She stepped closer to him and put her hand gently on his shoulders, then said, “Matthew, look at me. We have to believe we are not the only ones here.” Catherine paused as Matthew lifted his eyes up from the ground to meet