Mac walked forcefully toward the Champions Cottage. He was followed by Brothers
George and Rufus who walked behind him trying to catch up to where he was going.
He got to the Cottage and knocked on the door two times. There was no answer.
He knocked three more times. Again no answer. Brother Rufus went around and
checked the windows and didn't see anyone inside.
"He's gone." Rufus stated.
"Are you sure?" Mac asked stunned.
Rufus nodded and started pacing and then said, "He was supposed to be
here. He went here to take a nap."
Mac said, "I'll look in the dormitories. Maybe he's in there."
Mac walked up the long stairs that lead into the dormitories of Redwall Abbey.
He stepped inside one dorm and suddenly he was swept up in a vision. It showed
Dann and Martin running side by side. Next to Dann was a shadow that looked
vaguely like Mac. Suddenly the three figures went into the cellars. Martin
pulled away a barrel of cordial to reveal a secret passageway then Mac woke up
suddenly.
As he was walking out of the dormitories he saw George walking in. George
quickly ran after him and Mac said, "I know where the sword is."
Mac, Brother Rufus, and Brother George were assembled in the cellars. The
cellar keeper hedgehog Goldspike laughed when Mac told him about his vision.
"Thar's no way thar could be a path behind a barrel, mate," he said.
"Just lemme look. I need that sword to continue my mission," Mac said.
Goldspike just shrugged and pointed the way through to the barrels.
Mac went in and looked at all of the barrels around him. He knew it had to be a
barrel that was by the wall so a tunnel could be dug from it. He remembered
from his dream that Martin had pulled away the third from the left so he went to
the one that resembled the barrel in his dream. He pulled with all his might
but could not make it budge. After a little help from all his friends in the
room he finally got it out. Behind the barrel there was a small black hole.
Only one beast the size of a mouse could barely fit through at a time so he
opted to go. The first thing he noticed about the tunnel was the smell. It was
horrible inside of the tunnel as he found that there was a stairway that led
down to trickling water. He kept on walking until he heard a strange noise.
Could it be? Yes pawsteps at the bottom of the stairway. He ran to the bottom
and found the outline of a beast in the darkness see him and run away. He ran
down the beast and found that it was a young mole. A bit older than a dibbun
but not quite an adult.
In his strange language he told Mac that he lived here. He said he and his
other moles had a village a little farther down the tunnel and offered Mac to
follow him. While they were going he told Mac the history of his village. How
it was built just after he was born, how the village was centered in the east
and how they didn't know that they had built under the Abbey. He told him that
the chieftan of the village was his grandfather. He joked that he was older
than the mountain of Salamandastron. Mac laughed before he remembered the
poem:Where the sun rises the brown mouse must go...the wise old mole...Mac knew
that somehow the mole would know where Martin's sword would be.
George and Rufus who walked behind him trying to catch up to where he was going.
He got to the Cottage and knocked on the door two times. There was no answer.
He knocked three more times. Again no answer. Brother Rufus went around and
checked the windows and didn't see anyone inside.
"He's gone." Rufus stated.
"Are you sure?" Mac asked stunned.
Rufus nodded and started pacing and then said, "He was supposed to be
here. He went here to take a nap."
Mac said, "I'll look in the dormitories. Maybe he's in there."
Mac walked up the long stairs that lead into the dormitories of Redwall Abbey.
He stepped inside one dorm and suddenly he was swept up in a vision. It showed
Dann and Martin running side by side. Next to Dann was a shadow that looked
vaguely like Mac. Suddenly the three figures went into the cellars. Martin
pulled away a barrel of cordial to reveal a secret passageway then Mac woke up
suddenly.
As he was walking out of the dormitories he saw George walking in. George
quickly ran after him and Mac said, "I know where the sword is."
Mac, Brother Rufus, and Brother George were assembled in the cellars. The
cellar keeper hedgehog Goldspike laughed when Mac told him about his vision.
"Thar's no way thar could be a path behind a barrel, mate," he said.
"Just lemme look. I need that sword to continue my mission," Mac said.
Goldspike just shrugged and pointed the way through to the barrels.
Mac went in and looked at all of the barrels around him. He knew it had to be a
barrel that was by the wall so a tunnel could be dug from it. He remembered
from his dream that Martin had pulled away the third from the left so he went to
the one that resembled the barrel in his dream. He pulled with all his might
but could not make it budge. After a little help from all his friends in the
room he finally got it out. Behind the barrel there was a small black hole.
Only one beast the size of a mouse could barely fit through at a time so he
opted to go. The first thing he noticed about the tunnel was the smell. It was
horrible inside of the tunnel as he found that there was a stairway that led
down to trickling water. He kept on walking until he heard a strange noise.
Could it be? Yes pawsteps at the bottom of the stairway. He ran to the bottom
and found the outline of a beast in the darkness see him and run away. He ran
down the beast and found that it was a young mole. A bit older than a dibbun
but not quite an adult.
In his strange language he told Mac that he lived here. He said he and his
other moles had a village a little farther down the tunnel and offered Mac to
follow him. While they were going he told Mac the history of his village. How
it was built just after he was born, how the village was centered in the east
and how they didn't know that they had built under the Abbey. He told him that
the chieftan of the village was his grandfather. He joked that he was older
than the mountain of Salamandastron. Mac laughed before he remembered the
poem:Where the sun rises the brown mouse must go...the wise old mole...Mac knew
that somehow the mole would know where Martin's sword would be.