The prompts this week were:
“So you’re saying that this creature absquatulated with your brother?” The old woman peered at Sarah and Michael over the rims of her small round glasses. The pair shifted uncomfortably.
“Is that what we’re saying?” Michael whispered to his sister, receiving a confused shrug in reply. Chewing his lip, he addressed the woman. “I’m sorry Mrs. Jenkins, I don’t actually know what that word means. But if you mean did it run away with Ben, then yes.”
“Hmm.” Hunching over her desk, she began to rifle through a huge leather tome. “And what did you say it looked like?”
The two siblings began to speak almost in unison.
“It had a lot of legs…”
“…and at least six eyes…”
“…and three mouths…”
“…and three bums…”
“What? I’m describing! And it also had three, you know…”
Michael motioned between his legs, silenced by his sister’s glare. The old woman nodded knowingly.
“I believe I know the beast of which you speak, and a most fearsome beast it is too. They call it the Gormagon.”
There was silence in the room for a moment, before Sarah tentatively asked.”Where can we find it? How do we get Ben back?”
The old woman flashed them a quick smile, them turned to heave a book down from the overflowing shelf on the wall behind her desk.
“The answers are here my dears.”
Safely outside, Michael let out a sigh of despair. “Another book? Why can’t Crazy Meg ever just give us the answers herself?”