There’s the snow bank. I’m tossed into flight, and Meathook stumbles.
The shield lands hard on the street. It’s all balck ice. I’m about to flip, but then-
‘GOTCHA, DUDE!’ June shouts.
I look down – June has me by my wrist. I lunge and grab Quint’s hand. Quint swings then clings to Dirk. ‘Human action geek chain!’ I exclaim. ‘I love it!’
“We’re here, Brother,” she said, and it was as if Matt opened his eyes for the first time.
Massive vines lined the ground and trees of an immense forest. The sun creeping through the thickened branches all around them. Humidity ruled here, and through the foliage where daylight struggled for dominance, Matt heard whispers, a multitude of hushed voices.