Flora spotted movement in the corner of her eye a moment before a blinding flash erupted below the den’s entrance. The blast knocked her to the ground. For a moment she felt nothing, before the ringing in her ears faded to reveal the kids screaming. Their anguish brought cut through her mind.
‘Quick, run for the bolt!’ shouted Flora as she struggled to stand. Their shrieking intensified, piercing the den. She’d never heard anything like the high-pitch screams. It chilled her to her core, resonating through her skull. Then, as her eyes came into focus, every muscle and fibre in her body froze. One of the Twins was howling, his face bright with blood. His mouth stretched wide, blood dripping from his nose and lips, eyes white, fixed on the limp body next to him. There was no doubt about the fate of
