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to leap out at them from the mist, something with red eyes, gaping
mouth and razor sharp claws.
On the other side of the ruined fence was a large, damp rock
and just beyond a section of ground that had sunk down a half
meter. Two meters beyond that was the edge. Jason and Stephanie
sat down on the rock, their feet on the sunken shelf, and threw
pebbles into the canyon.
"My dad's computer has pictures of plants and stuff from down
there," Frederick said. "They're native plants, way different from
the trees."
"Primitive," Stephanie said. "Dad says they're just learning
to come out of the water."
"They're all gooey looking, like jelly. The leaves are
black."
"My dad has pictures of them too," Bradley said, making it
sound like it was all old news to him. "He's got pictures of some
of the monsters, too."
"The big ones?" Frederick said. "With the long teeth?"
"Yeah."
"Mean looking?"
"Yeah."
Jason seized upon an idea that would get them away from the
canyon. "I've never seen pictures of the monsters," he said. "My
mom told me they would only give me nightmares."
"What a baby," Bradley said.
"I'd like to see them. Can we go look at them?" Jason heard
the pleading tone in his own voice, and knew his reasoning was
obvious. He was surprised when Bradley missed the opportunity to
insult him. Instead, Bradley backed away from the edge and stood
up.
"Yeah, okay," he said. There was a hint of relief in his
voice, like he too had been waiting for an excuse to get away from
the canyon.
Their feet still on the sunken shelf of dirt, Jason and
Stephanie stood up. When they did, Jason felt the ground begin to
sink away from him. For a split second he had a chance to turn and
leap away, but he saw Stephanie lose her balance and fall forward.
He tried to grab her, and in doing so lost his chance.
Jason remembered hearing Bradley and Frederick's yells
receding above, and the feeling of falling. He and Stephanie were
still on a flat section of ground but that ground was sliding down
into the canyon. The falling sensation ended for a moment and then
he was face-first in the mud, and still they were sliding. The
only thought going through his mind was a kind of wonder, thinking



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