More Than It Seems

Chapter 6

Shortly after our decision was made to meet with this Aslan, the doors of the castle opened again, and little black specks came running out of it. Mr. Beaver stared in horror at the scene. 

     "The secret police..." he whispered, and we all knew which side they were on. With the howl of a wolf, which came in the direction of the secret police, we were on the move. 

     The five of us ran as fast as we could back to the dam as the wolves chased after us. Having them be on all fours, they were catching up to us. Once inside the dam, Mr. Beaver yells out to his wife.

     "Hurry, Mother! They're after us!"

     "Oh, right then..." she grabbed a basket and started to put food into it.

     "What is she doing?" Peter asked in a frantic tone, the wolves would be here any minute.

     "Don't worry, you'll thank you me later. It's a long journey and Beaver gets pretty cranky when he's hungry." She replied. A journey? Have they planed this before? It seemed they were prepared for anything. I didn't get much more time to think, and before I knew it, Susan and Peter were fighting over jam and we all were pushed down a secret hole into an underground tunnel under the pond that will lead us to safety. 

     "Badger and me dug this. It comes up right near his place." Mr. Beaver stated, I'm guessing Badger is his friend, I mean if the beavers can talk, I can only imagine all the other animals would too. Peter held a torch as he followed after the beavers. We all were crouching since it was a pretty tight space, it was hard to get pretty far in a position like this. If it wasn't for the adrenaline from being chased by a woman who wants to kill us, I think my back would have been aching at the moment. 

     "You told me it lead to your mums!" Mrs. Beaver mentioned. Lucy tripped on a root and fell, Peter rushed to her and started to help her up. The howl of a wolf was heard from the direction we came from, it was clean enough to assume they were in the tunnels. We all tensed at the noise.

     "They're in the tunnel." Lucy whispered. 

     "Quick! This way!" Mr. Beaver yelled as we shuffled deeper into the tunnel. Peter halted to a stop, having Susan and I almost bump into him from behind. I looked up to see we reached a dead end. Were we trapped? 

     "You should have brought a map!" Mrs. Beaver yelled at her husband.

     "There wasn't room next to the jam!" He argued back. Mr. Beaver then leaped and climbed out of a hole that I noticed was above us. Huh, I didn't see that until now. 

     One by one we climbed through, I helped Lucy up first, having her climb out after the beavers. Susan followed. Peter ushered me to go next. Tossing down the torch, he placed his hands on my hips without a thought and hoisted me up. I then clutched onto any solid thing I could find and pulled myself out of the hole. Still on my hands and knees, I turned around and reached out my hand. Peter noticed and jumped, grabbing onto my hand and I struggled, but I was able to help him up.  Once he was out, I stood up and brushed myself off as Peter rushed to help Mr. Beaver barricade the hole with a barrel. I saw we were back in the forest, and surrounding us were statues of little creatures. Finishing their job, Peter brushed off his hands, and Mr. Beaver walked up to a statue of a badger. A solemn look grew on his face as he placed a hand upon the statue.

     "I'm so sorry dear..." Mrs. Beaver comforted him, placing her hand on his shoulder. 

     "He was my best mate." He said. Wait, if that was his best friend... the one he mentioned in the tunnels, then that means all these statues were once alive... how did they turn to stone?