Chapter 40
He stumbles blindly through the thick fog, hearing strange, spooky sounds and footsteps all around him. As he penetrates deeper into the forest, a small mound, topped by an olive tree, comes into sight.
A unicorn emerges from the fog. It steps gracefully towards the olive tree and lies down next to it, resting its lovely head on the gnarled roots.
A bearded man wearing a white toga and laurel wreath appears. His face is twisted with rage. He raises his hand and the wind stirs up, tearing at the branches of the tree. The unicorn, blown far away from its resting place, looks back before vanishing into the fog.
“Ben, Ben, you have to see this!” Maya poked her head into the hold beneath the trapdoor.
The boy sat up, confused. For a moment, he had no idea where he was.
“What? W
