Riding as fast as they can and all they could hear was chattering sounds of the leaves from behind and loud sneers on the trees. It wasn't just one Nathaniel after them, not that they were much. “Quickly, I think they are closing in,” Steel, who was behind Stanford, said aloud as he struck his horse one more time. While the race was still one they heard a loud sound from up a tree by the side followed by Gal's loud shout as they all halted then turned back in fright. “Help… help…” “Gal…” Steel screams aloud moving his gaze around the woods in case he could find out where the sound was coming from but after a while the sound was gone and Gal's horse fled from the woods. “Gal..” he called again but still no response. They were all frightened as Peter and Stanford moved towards Steel, a