We trudge down the left tunnel, holding our magically lit sticks in the air that illuminates the cave. Leon, still in wolf form, grabs a rat and eats it.
‘So gross, dad!’ May says.
Leon ignores her and finishes his meal. We continue through the tunnel to find another two tunnels.
‘We go left.’ I say before May even asks.
The tunnel becomes smaller. I have to bend my head down to fit. After what feels like hours of being in here, we finally see light at the end of the tunnel.
We can hear yelling in the distance and approach with caution. Peeking our heads out, it is almost nightfall. I touch the end of the lit stick. It’s not hot, so I tuck it into my pocket to hide the glow. May does the same. We follow the sound of people yelling. There are some thick bushes nearby. I signal for Leon and May to follow me. I crawl into the bushes and inspect the commotion.