Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5 THE GLOOMY WOODS WAS VERY, very dark. It was so dark that Wolfy, Vampyra, Franky, and Peter could barely see their own hands in front of their own faces. The Gloomy Woods was also filled with trees. Lots and lots of trees to walk right into. Or roots to trip you up. The Gloomy Woods was a dangerous place. "Ouch!" said Peter. A branch knocked his hat off. "Oof!" said Franky. He stumbled over a log. Wolfy and Vampyra did not stumble or hit anything. Werewolves and vampires can see

in the dark. But that did not help Peter and Franky. "We need to help them," said Vampyra. "We can be their eyes," said Wolfy. Wolfy held Peter's hand. Vampyra held Franky's hand. Now they could walk through the Gloomy Woods. Wolfy sniffed the air. "Shadow is close!" he said. "She might be scared of you at first, like I was," said Peter. "She might hide from us," said Franky.

"I think Peter can help with that," said Vampyra. "His music helped us feel not so gloomy. Maybe he can help Shadow feel not so gloomy." "Good idea," said Peter. He took out his flute and played another song. When he was finished with his song, he put his flute away. The junior monsters waited and listened. A soft meow came from somewhere in front of them. In front of them and above them. "Did you hear something?" asked Franky. "That's Shadow!" said Peter. "Meow!" "Shadow is in one of these trees!" said Wolfy. "Which one?" Peter asked. But he could not even see one tree, let alone the tree that Shadow was in. Close your eyes. Close them tight. Now look for a kitten. You can't see

one, right? You can't see anything. That's how dark it was. "I think I know a way to find out which tree Shadow is in," said Vampyra.