Marvelous Four: In and Out of Danger Zone!
By James Prakash J.C.
(A thriller/adventure novel)
Cover art by: James Prakash J.C.
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In and Out of Danger Zone!
Even though Katrina had said nothing, Harshit knew in his heart of hearts that they were lost in this forest. Katrina led Harshit to nowhere in particular, for both of them had lost the sense of direction.
At last, in despair, Harshit asked Katrina desperately, “Are we lost or not? Do say yes if we are; I can’t bear this confounded silence any longer!”
“We’re lost,” admitted Katrina, slowly and regretfully. Harshit said nothing, for the very good reason that he had nothing to say. They went on in silence, turning right and left, only to be disappointed. Once they got sight of a big thing, grey against the black sky; and walked towards it. They felt a glimmer of hope warming up in their hearts. But their hope was dashed to pieces when they found that it was only a big rock. They sat down at the foot of the rock, tired and unhappy. And soon they were sleeping soundly though they didn’t mean to sleep at all.
They woke up, to find that they had slept throughout the night. It was morning and Harshit estimated the time looking at the sun, and thought it must be around seven o’ clock. He glanced around and was startled when he saw what he saw. Katrina hadn’t awaked yet. It was high time she awoke. But thing which was startling was that there was a big dog (evidently wild) sniffing at Katrina’s face. Was she eatable?
Harshit threw a stone at the dog which ran away yelping madly.
Harshit went over to Katrina and gave her a push and shook her. But Katrina just turned over, absent-mindedly. Harshit looked around and noticed that a small spring ran by, not far off. He went to the spring, sat on one knee, and scooped up some water in his hands. He ran towards Katrina as fast as he could, so as to reach there before the water ran through his fingers and then he dashed the water onto Katrina face who awoke at once; but very annoyed.
“Hey! Stop it!” She shouted, angrily. “Didn’t you find any other way to wake me up!?” Harshit laughed, irritatingly, but retreated to a safe distance, hastily, as Katrina shook her fists and got up. Katrina ran after Harshit, and Harshit ran into the jungle, laughing.
Katrina chased him, in a most annoyed mood.
“And I was having such a nice dream too!” said Katrina. And then she added, “About a dog!”
The two ran towards the river, with Katrina intent on catching Harshit. Katrina could see Harshit running ahead, dodging a tree or two now and then. Katrina followed with determination till suddenly Harshit stopped short in his tracks and Katrina almost bumped into him.
“Hurrah! I’ve caught you!” shouted Katrina in glee.
“Shhhhh……” whispered Harshit, turning around with his finger on his mouth.
“What’s the matter?” whispered Katrina.
“See for yourself,” was the reply.
Katrina peeped over Harshit’s sturdy shoulders, cautiously; resting her hands on his shoulders as she did so. Katrina could hardly contain herself with astonishment at what she saw.
What Katrina saw was this: Harshit and Katrina were on the edge of a clearing or on the edge of the forest, whichever you would like to call it. Whatever, there was a clearing ahead, which was not astonishing, but the real astonishing thing was a helicopter, yes, a helicopter was landing onto the clearing!
(‘Course, the helicopter made a lot of noise, and Harshit and Katrina had heard long before they reached this clearing, but as aircrafts frequently passed over the Andhar-ana-mana mountains thousands of kilometers above, the two had it was just another aero plane flying overhead.)
The clearing was in a perfect circle, and on the other side of the clearing was a hut or a shack or something like that. The helicopter landed, its propellers continued whirring round and round. It made a lot of noise as it landed slowly and vertically. It was a blue helicopter and was a real beauty! Its windows merged into one another as if a strip of glass had been wound around its body which seemed to be made of some strong kind of metal.
A door opened on its side, not sideways as doors usually do, but downwards. Its hinges were located at the bottom. It lay down like a bridge from the cabin of the helicopter to the ground. The children could see that the surface of the curious door was shaped like small “neat” steps, so that whoever was inside wouldn’t have to run the risk of slipped and tumbling down the “stairs” (or door). Harshit, as soon as he saw the door open rushed up a tree and beckoned to Katrina to follow. Katrina came up behind Harshit and the two settled themselves on the branches, parting the leaves to peer at the helicopter.
The children held their breaths as they saw two men coming out of the helicopter with a girl who seemed to be about Sumit’s age. Her hands were tied tightly, and her feet were tied a little loosely so that the girl could just walk and not run. She was brown like most Indians; but still her frank, open face made her look very pretty. Unfortunately, she had put on a very sulky expression, just now, so that the children couldn’t see her face in her full beauty.
The two men (who seemed to be too white to be Indians) took the sulky Indian girl, rather roughly, to the hut. One of the men produced a key and opened the door and the whole trio, sulky girl and all, disappeared into the hut (which by the way, seemed to have been built quite recently).
“There’s something queer about this,” said Katrina, in a low voice, “Who are those foreigners, and that sulky girl, who seems to be an Indian? Why come here, to this lonely spot? I don’t like it.”
“Neither do I,” responded Harshit, and then after a good deal of thinking, he said: “I think that that girl’s been kidnapped (“So I thought,” said Katrina), and those men have brought her here to hide her.”
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