25-AN UNBELIEVABLE SIGHT

AN UNBELIEVABLE SIGHT I wasn't looking forward to my trip back. How would I ever find my way to camp? I could barely see my own whiskers in front of my face! "Heeelp! Heeeelp!" I shrieked in a panic. I wandered around, for who knows how long. Minutes? hours? Oh, how I longed to be back home! Just when I was beginning to lose all hope, I spotted a dim light. I ran toward it, squeaking with glee. Suddenly, Benjamin's snout appeared out

of the fog. "Uncle! Uncle Geronimo! You're safe!" he squeaked. "I was so worried about you." I hugged him tight. "Oh, how I missed you, dear nephew," I cried. "I love you so much. But why are you out here? It's dangerous." Benjamin hung his head. He knew I had told him not to leave camp. "We were worried you wouldn't find your way back," he explained, twisting his tail. "When nobody was looking, I took a lamp and went searching for you. I know it was wrong," he admitted. I put my paw around my nephew and told him everything was OK. Then, chattering happily. we headed for camp.

A few minutes later, we passed BY A STEEP ICY CLIFF. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a dark shape outlined in the ice. I stopped for a closer look. Big snowflakes WHIRLED around me, blurring my sight. The STEEP CLIFF was terrifying. Still, I was determined to find out more. Yes, the newspaper mouse in me was taking over. I had to get the scoop! I urged Benjamin to stay put. Then, quivering with fear, I climbed up onto an enormous rock. Very carefully, I leaned toward the block of ICE. I brushed off the snow. The shape began to emerge. With shaking paws, I brushed off more snow. I could hardly believe my eyes! I, geronimo stilton, was peering right

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into the face of a woolly mammoth! He was perfectly preserved within the ICE! What a find! I tried to remember what I knew about the woolly mammoth. It was a prehistoric animal that looked like an elephant, only smaller. It had two very? long tusks and thick brown fur. It became exlinct loward the end of the Pleistocene age. around 11,000 years ago. I grabbed Thea's camera out of my backpack and snapped some shots. This time, no one would think I was making up crazy mouse stories! Back at camp, Thea rushed out to meet me. "So did you find him?" she demanded. "Did you get a picture of the yeti?" I shook my head.

Thea groaned, "It figures," she grumbled. Trap swaggered over. "Well, what a surprise, GERRY BERRY," he scoffed. "All the time I thought you saw the yeti. Sometimes here, sometimes there, sometimes in your underwear!" I just shook my head, smiling. We'll see who has the last laugh, Mr. Jokester. "No, I did not find the yeti," I said, sighing; then I paused for dramatic effect. "But I did find a woolly mammoth!" I took out the digital camera and showed them the pictures of the frozen beast. For once, Trap did not make one wisecrack. In fact, he seemed to have lost his voice. He opened his mouth, but not a single squeak came out. Finally, he pulled himself together. "A woolly