LOST WORLD OF THE WENDS (9)

Fleischer paced the campsite glancing left and right, up and down. No Amie. After a fruitless search for the lad Joseph Smith, not much older than Amie, a chilling thought crept up on Fleischer. ‘Not Amie too,’ he murmured. He cleared his throat. ‘Nah, don’t be silly, she wouldn’t’ve gone far.’

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LOST WORLD OF THE WENDS (6)

Friedrich pressed the button to see if the box would light up the white tree trunk with English words, but all it did was go “click” and flash in his face, blinding him for a moment.
As the green spotted blindness wore off, he heard another click and something cold and hard on his ear. ‘Stealing is verboten.’ A voice spelt out in measured words.

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