Into the Hollow

Chapter Four

By Mr. Blackstar (That's what I am on the wiki, should I be that here too?)

“Mommy, why are we running?” Picket asked.

Sween hesitated, she didn’t want to tell her son that his evil uncle was going to capture and kill them. “It’s a game,” she lied.

“This is a fun game!” Picket said.

They kept running until Heather got tired.

“Mommy, can we stop?” Heather asked.

“Sure. Let’s sleep here.” Sween walked onto a rock and sat down.

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“You can’t burn this house! I won’t stand for it,” Whittle said, reaching for his knife.

“I can, and I will now watch me,” Garten said. “Also, I wouldn’t reach for that knife if I were you.” Garten grabbed a knife of his own and chucked it at Whittle’s head. Whittle ducked and the knife hung in the wall right between his ears. “Now brother, where are the children?”

“I won’t tell you!”

Garten stood up and drew his sword. He put the tip up to Whittle’s neck, “I will repeat my question, where are the children?”

“I will repeat, I won’t tell you!”

“Men,” Garten said, and the wolves ran to his side, “A third go North, a third go South, and a third, kill this man.