Chapter 2
Brent walked toward the tunnel and yelled,"Zadaa!" The tunnel started to groan and twist. The stone walls began to become transparent and crystal. Way off in the tunnel a bright light was coming. Along with the light was a jumble of sweet notes. The notes just kept getting louder and louder. The light was approaching them fast. Press felt a slight tug as the light got closer. He tried to run but Brent said"Don't fight it, and when you get there, wait for me." With those final words Press was carried off with the light. The trip through the tunnel was a very peaceful one. Press glided along slowly and didn't have to worry about anything. The musical noted started to grow louder so Press became very attentive. The light let him down very gently. He looked around and saw he was in a dark cave. Suddenly musical notes started to sound off in the distance. Brent gently dropped down next to Press. He looked very worried.
"Saint Dane came after me in the flume. We have to hurry."
"Who's Saint Dane and what's a flume?"
"Just follow me." Brent led him over to a small bush and pushed it aside. Laying in the bushes was a pair of white robes with leather sandals. Brent handed Press a white robe.
"Put this on." Press obediently put on the robe and saw it fit perfectly.
"Where are we?" Press asked
"Follow me!" Brent said urgently. He ran over to the wall and started to climb. Press followed Brent up the wall. Brent flipped open a trapdoor and held it while Press climbed up. Press noticed a strange star symbol on top of the trapdoor. Brent covered the door with sand with his foot. They walked down another tunnel and Press heard the sound of water. What he came up to was indeed water. A huge rushing river was running right in front of them. Press looked up the river and saw Brent walking toward a waterfall. Press ran to catch-up. Brent disappeared behind the waterfall. Press followed. After a few more turns down a lot more tunnels they came to a spiral staircase. They cam out on a steep hill overlooking a beautiful city. It reminded Press of ancient Egypt before it was weathered. Brent and Press walked down the hill and Brent led him through the city. They came to a hut and Brent knocked on the door. A beautiful woman answered the door. She had dark skin and big brown eyes. She looked about 23 and had a great big smile.
"Hey there, Quor, guess who's after us?"
"Who would that be?"
"It's Saint Dane."
"Hurry come in, come in."
They went in and they all sat down on very comfortable mats. Quor and Brent sat across from Press. There was an empty mat next to him.
"Osa! Could you come in here?" Quor called.
A girl about Press' age entered the room. She looked exactly like Quor except a little more beautiful. Osa sat down next to Press.
" Alright, if you want answers here they are. Ask away." Brent said.
"Who's Saint Dane?"Press asked
"Saint Dane is an evil traveler , who is bent on ruling Halla."
"What's a traveler and what's Halla?"
"A traveler is a person who flies through the universe making sure that everything is OK. Halla is every time, place, and person."
"You said something about territories earlier, define a territory."
" There are ten territories in all. We're on the territory called Zadaa. We're from Second Earth."
"Ok."
"What's a flume?" Osa asked. This made Press jump.
"A flume is a traveler's way to travel between territories."
Suddenly a knock came at the door. Quor answered it. As soon as she opened the door, there was a scream and Quor flew back into the wall with a thud. Osa,Brent, and Press ran toward the door. In the doorway, stood Saint Dane.He smiled his nasty smile.
"Welcome to Zadaa, Press."
