Chapter 9 – Goldmine Bluey“Hey'dy, hi'dy!” shouted the small, muscled man who ushered them into his empty shed. He looked like a dwarf from JRR Tolkien's 'Lord Of the Rings'.
“Welcome to my portal.” The dwarf chuckled to himself. His beard was long and straggly, it was a mixture of colours ranging from black to grey to red and even some blond streaked through it. “You'll have to be careful, these steps are steep and if you fall you'll take everyone down with you.” Again he chuckled as though he expected to see just that, a tumble of bodies bouncing their way into his subterranean home.
“Hi, Bluey,” said Skip as he stepped forward offering his hand. But the man blanched awkwardly, pulling his whole body backwards as though Skip's hand was a white-hot cattle brand.
“It's OK, mate, I won't
