Thirty-SixThe faint blue outline gained strength before their eyes, rousing them into action. “Right. Wilf, stand on the other side of the doorway. Dad, stand here,” Jake said as he handed Doug a large pack of supplies. They worked quickly, passing all the items from one forest to another. From one world to another. “Dad, grab the fuel cans,” Jake said as he kicked his bike off the stand, before wheeling it towards the doorway.
The outline started blinking, making Doug start. “Come on Son. It's about to close.” Jake upped the pace, urging the bike through before the void closed.
“Okay Dad. Let me through.” Doug realised he was blocking his son's path, moving sideways until he was stood next to the doorway in Amatoll. His face was mere inches away from the blue hue. He reached up with his
