by Tracey West
You take the map out of your backpack and show her. “We’re taking a path through the mountains. We need to find a place where water, snow, and fire meet.”
“Hmm,” Amy says. “That could be a challenge. The grappling hook and boots are good for climbing. But it looks like there are a lot of snowy hills out there. Sleds or skis would make getting over them much faster.”
“How about the sleds?” you suggest. “I think they’ll be easier to carry than the skis. Besides, I’m great at Sled Racing.”
“Yeah, but I beat you last time!” Amy teases. “Let’s get them.”
Soon you’re heading away from the Gift Shop toward the mountains of Club Penguin. You and Amy are both dragging sleds behind you.
It’s easy going at first. You and Amy talk as you hike along. Before you know it, you’ve reached the mountains.
It’s colder here, and you’re glad that you’re wearing warm coats. There are no other penguins in sight anywhere.
“It’s kind of lonely out here,” Amy remarks.
You nod. “And quiet, too.”
You stop walking and cup your flippers around your beak. “Hellooooooo!” you call out loudly. “Is anyone out there?”
Your voice echoes off the mountains.
Out there? . . . out there? . . . out there? . . .
“That’s so cool!” Amy cries. “Let me try. Hellooooooooo!”
Helloooooooooo!
“Let’s try it together,” you suggest.
“Helloooooooo! out there!” you both yell.
You wait for the echo, but it doesn’t come. Instead, a loud, rumbling sound like thunder fills the valley. But there’s no storm brewing. It’s something much more dangerous.
Amy points at the mountain peak to the left of you. A wall of snow is sliding down the mountain at rapid speed.
“It’s an avalanche!” she cries.
Within seconds, a massive wave of snow will be upon both of you. You spot a cave in the mountainside and start to run toward it.
“Not there!” Amy cries out. “The snow will trap us inside.”
You stop, realizing she’s right.
“The sleds!” Amy cries as the snow rushes closer. “We’ve got to ride the wave!”
You get your sled in front of you just as the snow roars past you. Instead of letting it knock you over, you hop belly first on your sled and leap onto the wave.
“Wooo-hooooo!” The island goes past you in a blur as you zoom across the frozen wave, traveling faster than you ever have before. When the avalanche finally stops, it pushes you forward and you tumble off your sled and into the snow. But you’re safe.
“Amy?” you call out, jumping to your feet.
Amy waddles up, pulling her sled. “Right here,” she says. “That was scary—but awesome!”
“Definitely,” you agree. You pull out your map. “Let’s see where we are.”
You’re not too far off the path, which goes across a very wide mountain just up ahead. You show the map to Amy.
“It will take a long time to go around,” you say. “Maybe we should try climbing over it. We’ve got the gear.”
If you climb the mountain, go to page 38.
If you go around the mountain, go to page 51.
CONTINUED FROM PAGE 40.
“I think the ladders might be safer,” you say. “Let’s go back and get them.”
As you walk back to the site, you notice that pale, gray clouds are quickly sweeping across the sky. The air suddenly feels colder, and a wind is whipping up.
Amy looks up and frowns. “Looks like a storm is coming.”
Snow is starting to fall as you grab two ladders and head back to the ravine. It starts slowly, but soon it’s coming down in sheets. You can barely see in front of you.
“What should we do?” Amy asks. “It’s getting dangerous out here.”
You know Amy’s right, but you’re so close to your goal! You don’t want to give up now.
If you keep going, go to page 42.
If you find shelter from the storm, go to page 53.