“If we don’t climb the rocks now the beach is going to eat us, too,” Onus said.
He grabbed a hold of a rock and started to climb. The rocks were sharp and rough, but the slight pain in his hands was a lot better than the extreme pain of being swallowed by a beach that seemed to have a taste for everything. If it could eat a motorcycle’s sidecar, it could surely eat a ten-year-old boy.
He climbed half way up the hill and looked back to see Twig still catching his breath. A large tree branch a few feet behind Twig quickly disappeared under the sand. “Twig, hurry up and climb!” Onus yelled.
Twig turned just in time to see the end of the branch go under. The time he had to catch his breath was now officially over. If he waited any longer he would end up like the tree branch. Gone. He grabbed a rock and tried to start climbing, but he was stuck. The beach had a hold of his left foot. It swallowed his foot and began swallowing his whole leg.
Fowl, Swine and Things That Send Shivers
Down Your Spine - By Christopher Millin
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