Extract 1 of 4 - Chapter One

Felix Eden did not dream. His night times were already exciting enough. However, even by his standards the last twenty-four hours had been the weirdest of his life.

The day began just had he had planned – with chaos. During the night he had changed every single clock and watch in his aunt’s farmhouse. They all read completely different times so nobody knew at first, if they were early or late to rise. The first sign that things were slipping away from the norm began in the afternoon after he picked the lock that protected his cousin’s diary. He was expecting boring stuff inside, like ‘what Philip had had for breakfast’, or ‘what lessons Philip had had at school’, but no, none of it. This was a different kind of diary; a dream diary.

It was definitely the moment that Philip’s secrets escaped, that the shadows started. Although by opening it, a whole new, wonderful world was revealed, it was also the start of strange goings on. By late afternoon there were mysterious rustlings in his wardrobe and Felix was getting the distinct impression that he was being watched. Shadows without a source darkened the dying sunset, so that by the evening when they visited the funfair, Felix was in a very real state of fright. Shadows were everywhere and they were getting more and more real. Felix headed straight for the brightest attraction at the funfair – the House of Mirrors. With its shiny surfaces winking and glinting under neon, there would be no place for the shadows to hide in there. Or so he thought.

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