Max’s Hallowe’en Adventure (the prequel to The Shadow of the Witchfinder)
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Overjoyed to be back home, safely encircled in Jemima’s arms, Max soon fell asleep, but it was a fitful slumber and he fidgeted restlessly, haunted by vivid dreams. He moaned softly as the Witchfinder General’s harsh voice taunted him.
‘You’ll be back, blue-eyed imp, and I’ll be waiting for you. You won’t escape me a second time…’
With Matthew Hopkins’ words echoing in his head, Max awoke with a start, his heart racing at the thought of facing the Witchfinder again.
The Shadow of the Witchfinder
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Why me?’ Max wailed. ‘Why is it always me? I don’t want this. I want to go home.’
Goody Clowes wagged a finger. ‘No, not until the deed is done. You’re here for a reason and you cannot escape what the fates have in store for you.’
Max quivered under her stern gaze. He didn’t like the sound of that last bit. It seemed that everywhere they went it fell to him to save the day. He was sure it was all down to the Guardians of Time, the mysterious group who had sent him to their secret training camp to become one of their special agents. Did he want to be a special agent? No, he didn’t. He wanted to go back to being an ordinary cat again. Why could no one understand that? It just wasn’t fair. The old lady’s face softened, seeing the large cat’s misery. ‘I know, I know. You don’t want this, and I wish I could take the burden from you, but sometimes we all have to do things we don’t want to. You cannot fight destiny. You must accept the path it chooses for you. But fear not, we will all work together to lure the Witchfinder into a trap. Be strong, Maximus. You have within you what it takes to fulfil the task.’
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