We all left the garage and headed down the tunnel Iggy discovered in the hill, wondering what was going to be on the other end. The tunnel seemed to go on forever, going on and on into the darkness. We couldn't see the other exit, and whenever we tried to shine our flashlights ahead, the beam was always swallowed up by the darkness.

And there you go, poetry by Angel.

Okay, so it's not William Wordsworth, but I am only sixteen. It's not like I've ever had the inspiration; flying above the clouds, looking down at the world, seeing life as one big picture instead of as a one-way road, ever going on...

Sorry, where was I?

Oh, right.

"How much farther is it?" asked Nudge. "We've been walking so long I think my blisters are starting to get blisters."

"I don't know, Nudge," I said.

"We should have taken the limo," Rex sighed. Gazzy and Iggy grunted in agreement.

"Do you sense anything up ahead?" Felicia asked before I could snap at the guys out of annoyance. I stretched out with my mind.

"Not a thing," I said, "just the seven of us here."

"To bad the rest of us don't have wings, we'd probably get to the end much faster if we did." Actually...

"Hmm, that gives me an idea. Iggy, fly ahead and see how much farther this thing goes."

"Sure thing," he said, flying down the tunnel.

"Give us a signal when you get to the end!" I shouted after him as he disappeared into the darkness ahead. Eventually he got so far ahead that we couldn't even see the light from his flashlight anymore.

We walked for another minute or so before I saw a light suddenly apear further down. You want to know how far down?

The Flock has raptor vision, so we can see much farther than normal humans can. Say a someone is standing at the end of a road, looking at a street light at the other end. While he could make out the lights flashing, we could see the color of the lights, as well as the chipped paint on it. Got the idea? Good. Want to know how far the light was?

It had just barely scratched the edge of our sights.

The closer we got the more we could see that it wasn't actually the end of the tunnel.

"You guys see that?" I asked the non-avian members of the group.

"I think so," Felicia said. "How far is it?"

"Still pretty far. How about you guys?" Rex and Thud both shook their heads. About five minutes later we could all see the light clearly. Five minutes after that we could see someone standing in the light, waving. It might have been Iggy, but he (or she) was standing behind the light, so it looked as if there was a black cutout of someone standing there instead of the actual person.

Then the light started moving. No, the light wasn't moving, someone was moving the light. You're thinking, "Did she just repeat the same thing twice?". Trust me, I didn't. It stopped moving, and two long shadows appeared on either side of it.

Wings. To my knowledge, (and correct me if I'm wrong), only seven people on the whole planet have wings on their backs. It had to Iggy, no question.

"Hey guys," he called, "I found the end!"

"Great," I said when we got there, "where is it?"

Clang clang! "Right here," he said, tapping the wall he was leaning on with his knuckles. Ohhhhhh....

"Is there a control panel or something around here?" I felt around for something that might be a panel or a switch or a lever or something.

"Nope," he grinned.

"Then how are we suppose to get in there if we can't open the door?" I pratically shouted.

"We use the other one," he said, pointing past my shoulder.

"What other-" I said, turning around to see what he was pointing at. Behind me was a door, white, with the paint starting to chip. It had a little window in it, but it was to grimy to see through. "Well, that's convenient. Ok everyone, let go!"

Hang on Frannie, Aunty Angel's coming.
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