Geronimo and the Mouse Island East Adventure

Chapter 5: Last Resorts

Benjamin was quiet this whole time. Now, he said solemnly, "I think we can't get out the mouth. Then there's only one other route..."

The submarine shook as the shark's teeth clenched on the submarine again, interrupting Benjamin.

"We need to go down the shark's throat!" Benjamin declared.

Trap admitted, "I hate to say, but Benjamin's right."

Go down the shark's throat? Oh no, did I tell you I am scared of fast rides and dark places?

"We have to go before the shark crushes us," Thea grabbed the controls and pushed hard on the reverse button before I could protest.

The submarine quickly propelled itself backwards, rolling in the shark's mouth, and down the shark's throat.

Trap and Thea were clutching onto the control handles, and Benjamin was grabbed the handles by the window.

I was bounced around inside the submarine like a pinball!

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" I yelped. Oh why, oh why does it keep happening to me!

It was dark and narrow inside the shark's throat, and the submarine wriggled through in reverse. Then, we fell and fell, until finally, the submarine stopped moving.

Thankfully, we stopped moving too.

"Where are we?" I asked, still in a daze.

Benjamin turned the headlights on, and he looked out the submarine window. He observed, "Uncle G, I think we are the shark's stomach."

"Looks like it!" Trap confirmed, pointing to pieces of half-digested fish and squid around us. We were floating in a strange liquid.

Thea said, "The longer we are here, the more damage there will be to the submarine. Let's get going."

Benjamin put words to the thought weighing on all our minds. "The only thing to do is to keep going until we get out of the shark..."

Trap turned to me and snicked, "Hurray! Cousinkins, that means we get to become shark poo poo today."

Trap stepped on the gas, and this time we went into the intestines forwards. I had enough of riding fast backwards!

We travelled through the shark's guts, and the shark's intestines were not too long.

"We are almost there!" Thea shouted.

"But what is that?" Benjamin pointed

"Oh no..." I sighed, there was a brown clog ahead of us... it was soft and covered our submarine, and clung onto the windows...

"We have to keep going!" Trap stated, his face set in a determined mask. He stepped hard on the accelerator and the submarine pushed through the brown matter, forcing our way through the shark...

Hurray! We came out of the shark!