DAYS LATER
BRAD
“Why are we here? We should be at the arena.” I ask Greg, still groggy from being torn out of bed to the library, watching Arabella sleep_seeing her smile as she whispers my name in her sleep is something I always enjoy every morning.
“I need you to see this before anyone else.” Greg says as he leads me to the history section. He scans through some mythical books whispering to himself.
I thought I had it here…
Great! So now I want to drag myself out of bed to read some story books.
“Over here!” Greg and I follow Aunt Drucella's voice, there is an open book on the desk in front of her, the grim line of her lips tells me something isn't right.
“How well do you know the Monogroth?” Greg asks.
“Nothing much, except that they are creatures of myth, and extinct. Why?”
“
