‘Well that’s the thing, it wasn’t really me… I just asked the angel to help me do it and, voila, here I am. Cool huh?’
‘Totally cool, but come on. We might not have much time. Let’s go.’
‘Oh yeah, Eleanor,’ Lana said, as they both turned back and headed up the beach, to where the sand, driftwood and rocks met a multitude of trees.
‘This is where Sammy would be useful,’ Emma whispered as they went from one tree to the next, hiding behind each one and scouring the area before moving on.
‘It’s weird that there doesn’t seem to be anyone around here. Surely she must have loads of Skulls for protection?’ Lana murmured when they stopped to catch their breath. ‘Quite a few of them jumped into that weird wormhole so they should be here - and Stan,’ she practically spat his name out. ‘He’ll be h
