Walking out of the trees, Lila and William came to a large barred gate that was ten meters wide and five meters tall, and was secured with a huge black lock.
"Wow, this is the largest gate I have ever seen," he said as they walked up to it. “Goodness, is this . . . Is this the entrance to the whisperlands?”
“I think it is,” Lila answered. “But the gate’s locked, how do we get inside?”
“You don’t,” a deep and hoarse voice came from the fog and William immediately screamed and went to hide behind Lila.
“Who said that? It was a ghost. Ah! There’s a ghost in the fog.”
Just then, a man wearing a black hooded robe walked out of the fog. His name was Gardetham and he was a fit looking eighty year old man with a long grey beard.
"What is this?” Gardetham asked, giving them a fishy look. “Wh
