Tween Adventure Audiobook Excerpt
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there was an enormous crash like thunder. They both felt the ground shake under them and noticed a ringing noise in their ears. Little bits of dust and soil had fallen down from the ceiling, and they both coughed and spluttered and dusted down their hair. Then there was a distant, rumbling like thunder. When it moves further away and the sound of small explosions like fireworks going off, Jack noticed the rays of sun coming through. The doorway had disappeared and the light inside the shelter had dimmed. Once again, he smelled smoke in the air. It's happening again, Ella, he said. We've got to get out of here. Supposing we get struck by lightning? Wait here, Stella. It can't be another thunderstorm. The sky was totally clear when we came in. Just keep quiet and wait. We've got to figure out what's going on. Once again, they could hear sounds of shouting from the direction of the road. There's definitely somebody out there, said Jack. We've got to hide in case there really is someone in the house who has seen us. What if he's shooting at us? Okay, said Ella. They both squeezed into the small space behind the storage crate in the corner and tried to hide themselves as best they could. The rumbling sound in the distance became a crashing sound, and they felt the ground tremble under their feet. There was a rattling noise on the metal roof of the shelter. The sound of small explosions in the distance was constant. Now bang, bang, bang, bang like someone slamming an enormous car door over and over again. Then they heard sort of a buzzing sound above them like lots of motorbikes going very fast. They both looked up and saw through the narrow opening three aeroplanes passing over. Jack leapt to his feet, knocking over the crate as he did so and rushed to the doorway. They're the ones I saw, he shouted. Look, L A the plains. I didn't imagine it. I see them. L. A called back, struggling to make herself heard over the noise of the planes as they passed over the shelter. It was so loud that it sounded as if they were next to a giant washing machine. I saw them, Jack, she shouted. Old planes, just like in the picture. But what? Before she could finish speaking? There was another enormous explosion, bigger than the last one, and both of them were thrown to the ground. Several minutes must have passed before either of them dared move or even speak. There were no more explosions or bangs, but they had a strange wailing sound in the distance that sounded like a long single note on a trumpet. After a few minutes, even that stopped. Are you okay? Whispered Jack. I think so, said Ella. How about you? I'm all right, said Jack. I don't think anyone is out there now. L a set up Jack. She began, then hesitated. What just happened? I don't know, said Jack. But I was right about the plane's, wasn't I? Yes, but I don't like it here anymore. I don't know what's going on, but there's something really creepy about this place. Let's get out of here. They stood up and dusted themselves down. Ah, said Ella, I must be so dirty. After lying on that dusty old floor, she looked down at the floor and her eyes widened. What's happened to the floor? She said, pointing. What about it? Asked Jack. It was all gross and dirty before, with dead leaves and stuff. But look at it now. It's all clean. It looks like someone swept it. Jack shrugged and moved towards the doorway. Come on, let's get back to our garden before anybody sees us, he said. Wait, Jack said Ella, look at the roof. Oh, yeah, said Jack. That big didn't isn't there anymore. They both looked at the curved roof, which no longer sagged on one side. Did we fall asleep? Said Jack cautiously. Could somebody have come in and cleaned up without us noticing? No way, said Ella. Let's get out of here, quick. Something weird's going on. Jack nodded and lead the way out of the shelter. He was ready to dash through the undergrowth, to the hole in the fence. But before he even reached the top of the concrete steps, he stopped so quickly that Ella bumped into him. Jack blinked and rubbed his eyes. The garden had completely changed. The hedge was still in front of them, but it was much lower than before and neatly trimmed. Do you see what I see? Whispered Jack? Yes, whispered Ella. We're in a different garden