It was quite a large hole, the sort of thing an animal about the size of a fox might of made. James knelt down in front of it and poked his head and shoulders inside.
He crawled in.
He kept on crawling.
This isn't just a large hole, he thought excitedly. It's a tunnel!
The tunnel was damp and murky, all around him there was the curious bittersweet smell of fresh peach. The floor was soggy under his knees, the walls were wet and sticky, and peach juice was dripping from the ceiling. James opened his mouth and caught some of it on his tongue. It tasted delicious.
