Its close to the witching hour two days later and Lucas followed by Josh are treking through the Contention National Park Forest on their way to Mt Contention to liberate the kangaroo flagon concealed in a hidden cave.
Both are wearing miners helmets with in-built torches, carrying club hammers and a large machete to hack their way through the dense forest. Reaching the cave entrance which is a small hole in the ground only big enough for one person to squeeze through at a time. Its actually a small tunnel leading to the huge cave system.
I'll go first, you pass me the club hammers, says Lucas.
Okay, don't get stuck will ya, replies Josh with a big smile on his dial.
I'll try not to smarty pants.
Lucas crawls feet first through the entrance until his head and arms poke out and says, pass me the club hammers.
I don't think we'll need the machete anymore so i'll prop it up against this rock.
Lucas nods and starts inching his way through the dark dusty tunnel until he reaches a ledge, drops a short distance to the huge cavern floor. A few seconds later Josh drops head first off the ledge kissing the huge cavern floor with his face knocking off his miners helmet.
Josh picks himself up, dusts himself off grabs his miners helmet and parks it back on his head. Gazing around they spot the third tunnel, swagger over, scramble up onto another ledge, stroll to where the wall is blocking the hidden cave.
What time is it?, asks Josh.
One minute before the witching hour and counting, replies Lucas.
With club hammers at the ready Lucas starts the count down 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, now. Both of 'em viciously swing their club hammers striking the wall which crumbles into grains of sand engulfing them up to their knees.
When the dust finally settles they enter the cave brushing aside spider webs sending hairy legged spiders scurrying for cover. Spotting the wall niche at the other end of the cave Lucas wanders over and starts seeking out the kangaroo flagon which sits in between two other flagons.
Here it is, says Lucas grasping the flagon by its handle removing it from the wall niche.
Taking a gander, Josh says we still don't know what it contains, how about we smash it open and take a peek, we can always say we dropped it accidently and it broke.
Ok, give it a whirl, placing the kangaroo flagon on the floor where Josh kneels down, raises his club hammer above his head then brings it down in a long arc striking the kangaroo flagon, which repels the blow flinging the club hammer out of Joshs hand and sailing across the cave.
Crikey!, this flagon must be cursed.
Ok, lets scarper out of here and not a word to Anya Angel alright.
You don't have to convince me picking up his club hammer from the other side of the cave.
A few minutes later Lucas and Josh emerge from the small hole in the ground into moon light where Josh snaffles up the machete then they proceed through the dense forest to where their 4wd ute is parked between the edge of the dense forest and the fast flowing Contention River, jump in, take off down the road toward the rendezvous point with Anya Angel. To be continued...............
Join me next Saturday Afternoon for the conclusion of Old Homeless Woman, until then keep smiling.
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