Chapter 4 A Two-Man Band

Chapter 4 A Two-Man Band

Miguel's feet moved forward, down great walls of speckled and crystallized rock.Once down the slopes, he raced across a white beach made of thousands of shells-the shells crunching and sliding under his feet."I can hear the ocean!" he said aloud, almost colliding with an empty turtle shell the size of the beanbag chair in his bedroom.

Suddenly a large body of water appeared before him, spreading out as far as he could see.Huge, gray swells, louder than a fleet of jet engines, erupted a few hundred yards offshore.In the distance, Miguel spotted a man working around what looked like a battered raft.

Hans barely looked up from his repair work when Miguel approached him.Out of breath, Miguel panted, "The professor's in trouble! He's been captured!"

Hans stared up blankly. "He needs our help!" continued Miguel. "Come on!"

Then Miguel remembered that Hans didn't speak English, so he motioned for the man to follow him.Once in the woods, Miguel listened for the mastodons, but all he heard was silence.A lump grew in his throat. What if he was too late?

Hans picked up on Miguel's anxiety and crept silently through the ferns, now keeping Miguel behind him.Though he didn't speak English, he seemed to understand what was happening from Miguel's body language.A loud trumpeting sound blasted through the air. Miguel and Hans froze.The mastodons! Miguel reasoned that the professor had to be near! Hopefully he was still alive.

Hans and Miguel followed the sound of the animals until it grew quiet.Then Miguel's ears picked up on something he had not heard before - a quiet tapping.He listened closely. It was Morse code! Dash-dash-dot. Dot-dot. Dot-dash.Miguel had learned Morse code at summer camp."The professor must be sending a message!" he said.Miguel closed his eyes and decoded the taps.

G-I-A-N-T, A-F-R-A-I-D, L-O-U-D, N-O-I-S-E-S, H-E-L-P

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