Beautiful Creatures.

Chapter 31

(Road Trip.)

Where there were four, there are now five.

They went down a passage behind Maverick and his two guards. Opal, Doug, Buttercup, Moonstruck and Bruce.

It was adorable the way Moonstruck's cheeks had turned crimson as she tried to explain Bruce to the rest of the group, understanding the bond of soulmates, no one had objected.

This passage was indeed special, different from all the others. The walls were the soft cushion of what fat looked like in the body, the colour was of white paint falling into a bucket of red and combined into a pale pink. Dirt was beneath their feet but above and around them, was another substance completely. Touching it was like sinking into a luxurious foam mattress.

At the end of the tunnel was a dead end. They were sealed in, or so they thought, until Maverick touched the wall and spoke to it.

"Grant access to Sicily."

He said.

The structure began to melt away unsystematically, like fire put to plastic. Once there was enough space, Maverick turned