"Now's not the time for that, Mr. Frankton!" Tigris exclaimed urgently. "We're in trouble! You have to come here quickly!" "What's wrong?"

"You'd know when you get here!" Tigris cried and hung up before Frank could ask for details.

"What's wrong?" Lara asked, though she could tell that something was wrong too. "Sylvie will be fine alone. Let's go back together!" Frank nodded, and they were soon back at the flatlands.

Before they arrived, they could hear noisy footsteps but found nothing when they went closer!

They soon found Tigris and his men huddled together outside the tents, looking around while trembling.

"What happened?" Frank asked, hurrying toward him.

Tigris almost broke into tears. "Can't you hear the footsteps? They're so close, but we can't see anyone! This place is really haunted!"

His men were all nodding and sweating down their backs.

"Haunted? Not likely!"

did not believe in the

did hear

the footsteps were coming from beneath the ground, meaning

here. I'm going down for a look!" Frank

Lara exclaimed, still latching onto Frank and entering

clapped her hands in although

surprised it's that

followed the direction

a handful of thugs

terrified, however, at the sight

this, boss? If this place collapses,

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