Chapter 1

Why did he go?

'Hello? Yes, This is Mrs. Slobodkin, who is this?'

Jenny Slobodkin was not happy. She was living alone in a small old house with only the Dog to keep her company. Her husband had found this old Viking sword with a story about a Idol that was worth more then anything else that the Viking's had ever had. So, he had found all of the best people and gone of to the Artic to search for this thing, leaving her missing him like crazy and very worried. Every time she'd brought it up to him, he would just kiss me and say; 'Don't worry Darling, after I find this Idol, you will live like a queen and we will be able to move out of this mouldy old house'. I would tell him that I was happy to live in this mouldy old house till I died, just as long as he didn't have to go and leave me for so long. Then he would laugh and tell me that I would soon change my tune.

'This is Donald Hillyer, I have news about your Husband'. I suddenly sat up straight. I hadn't heard anything of George since he'd left. 'Is he alright, is he hurt?!' I demanded shakily. 'I hate to have to break it to you, but everyone picked me to do it, but...we have no idea where your Husband is. We found the dead bodies of the others, but George was not among them. Foot-prints tell us that he kept on going but they suddenly stop and there's no other sign of him'.

I was crying. 'M-M-My G-George is m-missing? Gone? Without a trace? I'm coming George. Hello Donald? I'm coming to find George, he HAS to be there. I will meet you at the Airport three days from now. Be ready. Goodbye'.

'But, it's not safe...!' 'Click!' I hung up on him. I could not believe it! George was missing. I had told him that it was to dangerous, why did he always never listen?! I was still crying. What if he was hurt? What if he was...dead...by the time I reached him? Where was that man?! I ran up stairs and started to pack. I would find him, I don't care what would come of it, I WILL find him. In all my 25 years I'd never been so scared for somebody.

I spent the rest of the day packing and making preparations. I had to phone up work and tell them that I would be missing for several weeks, then I dropped Trixie of to a neighbour. I then had the dull task of finding all the different things I'd need. All of these thing's I did in the bleary shock and horror that my darling Husband was missing miles away in a labyrinth of death-dealing ice caves.

Author's Note

Same as last note.

Reviews

[Scott Mou]

Altough i felt you lost a little momentum, i could still feel the hysterical nature in her voice. Your good at that. Good job!