LANCE
"Hey!" Magnus grabs me at the collar before I plunge myself in the Fire hogs hole. I stagger. I blink my thoughts away and look at the horizon set before me.
The sun is creeping in the sky. The clouds had gathered around to greet it's arrival. The sound of sirens and surprise squeal of morning joggers cut through the forest. They must have seen the trees burn down to ashes.
I gulp. I stare at Magnus, horrified. "Seven," I whispered. That's all it took for his face to be as horrified as me before started to bolt across the yard.
The holes, when the sun hits them have mysteriously shrink back. I ask Magnus why. He said the traps they set up are only good at night. Once morning comes and the sun peek in the sky, it will start to recede back to the ground and disappear.