Chapter FiveThe sun had already begun its descent as Jake's bike pulled over next to a copse of trees. Alicia hopped off the saddle, removing her helmet, the constant wind ruffling her auburn hair. “There's the lighthouse,” she stated as Jake propped the bike onto its stand.
“Yes. I had no idea that they would have such things in this world. In our world, yes, but not here. Come on. Let's take a look,” he urged, eyeing the few hundred yards of open ground between the trees and the stone structure.
“I need a wee first,” she stated, walking away towards the swaying trunks.
“Good idea. I'll see you by the bike when you're finished,” her father replied as he found his own makeshift urinal. A few minutes later, they were huddled out of sight, Jake looking for signs of activity. “Okay. We'll
