The sound reverbered through the entire castle, getting louder and louder each floor it crossed. When it finally entered the corridor, it sounded more like a giant, distorted scream or cry. Which wasn’t exactly a much better sound to hear.

Whatever laugh Mr. Rabbit was about to drop was imediatelly cancelled.

Things got REALLY serious. He whispered trembly:

“Did you hear it?”

Meryl the Mole shrudded.

“wolves. this is bad. really bad.”

“W-what do we do?”

“Do not be afraid, folks. We have floors of advantage. Now, we shall hurry. There is no more time for foolishness.”

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