Kids Can Fly: Kids Can Fly

"OK."

Again, the dragging, scraping sound, and Alex was through. Then Logan made it.

"Now where do we go?" asked Logan.

"This way, I think," said Melanie, leading off down the remains of a concrete path. She picked her way round several chunks of masonry and through a mass of overgrown ruins, then she stopped.

"This is it, I think?" she said, shining her torch straight ahead. She was standing in front of a concrete wall, which had iron studs poking through along the top. A massive door with iron bolts hung crookedly on its rusty hinges, and creepers grew over everything. Melanie put her torch on the ground and pulled at the door. It moved slightly.

"Give us a hand!" she said.

Logan and Alex got their fingers round the edge and heaved. With a low moan the door creaked open until a chain on the inside clanked tight.

"Is there enough room?"

"Yes. I think so. Just."

Melanie slipped through the gap and disappeared into the room.

"Pass me my torch!" she said, "I can't see a thing in here!"

Alex shivered, not with the cold.

Logan heaved on the door and slipped through.

"Come on Alex. Its OK in here. No spiders!"

When Alex made it into the room, she saw that there were spiders. Their silky, dusty webs tangled the ceiling.

"Liar!" she whispered.

"But they're all up there. Hardly any webs down here. Anyway, spiders can't hurt you."

"I just don't like them OK?"

Melanie turned her torch this way and that.

"There's the back wall," she said, "So there should be ..."