A Journey To The Clouds, Escape From Cloud Castle - Book Two - ✓

Chapter Eighteen

Me and Ally walk hand in hand down the torch-lit hallway and come to a dead end. To make matters worse, we had most likely spent a few hours walking this direction. I heave a sigh.

"On the bright side, at least we know that this direction leads to a brick wall?" Ally says sheepishly, trying to brighten the mood. I look at her.

"I suppose so. Thanks." I reply with a smile. She grins at me, and we turn around to go back to where we started.

We reach where we slept the night before in what seemed an hour or two.

"I guess we sleep here. Again! " I say, exasperated. Ally nods in understanding at the tone of my voice. Chip and Peanut haven't really said anything on the walk back. I wasn't surprised, considering that they've been sleeping all day. Or night. There are no windows here. This time, I gently set the pair down on the haystack and plop down next to them. I roll over to find Ally writing in her notebook again.

"What are you writing?" I ask her.

"I can't tell you." She replies simply.

"Whyever not?"

"Because. You'll find out soon enough."

"When will I find out?" I ask suspiciously.

"I'm not sure yet, but soon." She replies. I sigh at her unrevealing answer.

At least on the brightside, I'll learn what she's writing down soon enough.

Or at least, so she says.

"Do you see that?" I hear Ally mutter. We've been walking the same direction for a while now, and all throughout the journey, we've found vintage objects such as books, and other papers. They were all plain and empty, however.

I look up to see a thick line of a red substance on the ceiling. I'm about to ask Ally what she thinks it is when a light bulb turns on in my head. Blood. Whatever happened here, the victim must not have survived. I look a little further ahead to only find a skeleton. The scene was merely unpleasant. The bones looked dry and cracked. Dirt accumulated after what seemed like years of age and debris collecting on the bone. If this is what it looks like when the Crew of Doom defeats someone, I would not like to be there to see it, let alone possibly be the one to get killed.

Ally gaps at the scene in horror. But fortunately, the bones seemed to have been there for centuries. Not a few days. Well, fortunate for us and our mothers. Not fortunate for the poor soul who sits in front of us with no skin. Or anything else. Except dry bone, which I've already established.

I gently grab both of Ally's shoulders and steer her towards the left. She lets me guide her away from Mr. Bones and down another corridor. This hall has some more unpleasant remains lining the trim. Not the best.

In a second's notice, I feel Ally's urgent grasp on my arm. I take her hand and I rush to step back.

It couldn't be.

The wings, the horns, the blood-shot eyes.

Demon's were circling us.

But that wasn't all.

Lily was inside with us.