Thrilled, Yvette looked at me and said, “Flynn, was it Millie and the girls you heard?”
Without a word, I pricked my ears up to listen carefully.
Growl!
“Shhh, Yvette!”
I made a gesture to zip it before covering her mouth.
Five minutes later, I removed my hand over her mouth as the latter gazed at me in confusion.
“Flynn, what did you hear?”
“I heard a wild animal growling. We will be the animal’s dinner if it finds us in the hole and pounces down here.
“F-Flynn.”
Just then, I heard Yvette calling my name. She caught my attention as she did not usually stutter. Puzzled, I turned to Yvette and saw her face as white as a sheet, covering her mouth while pointing at the opening above. Her eyes were wide open.
“What’s wrong, Yvette?”
“Was… Was the growl you heard coming from that?”
