Max could barely make out Tommy, Snoop and Davi in the darkness. The crunching of gravel underfoot was amplified by the endless void around them. He expected to see the glowing red eyes of the Trith any moment.
“Pleasant Seas should be up ahead,” said Tommy. He had decided to take the lead and no one argued.
Max waited for his eyes to adjust. The shadowy figures of his cousins slowly came into view. He peered around Tommy and could just make out a spot of light ahead. It hung over a large wooden door that was barricaded with thick rusty chains.
“A-Are you sure this is Pleasant Seas?” asked Snoop, nervously.
The boys gathered in front of the door and looked it over. “We might be a little off because of the fire, but an Ostium always takes you where you want to go,” said Tommy, pulling o
