into the ground beside him. âWhich way?â he shouted to Max.
Max looked round. âLetâs go through the courtyard!â he gasped.
But as they turned towards the courtyard, three birds charged through the hole in the fence and headed them off. The birds stopped by the courtyard entrance. They stretched out their heads and necks, their razor-sharp beaks opening.
The remaining birds spread out and began striding purposefully towards them, their beady eyes fixed on the two boys.
Max and Finlay looked round. Where could they go? The birds were closing in on all sides.
âWhat are we going to do, Fin?â Max said.
Finlay looked around. âLetâs go into the maze!â
He and Max ran towards the maze. The birds stalked after them; they walked together in a group, their red eyes gleaming. Max had a sudden, horrible feeling that he and Finlay were being made to go exactly where the birds wanted them to go. But what else could they do? The birds had them surrounded!
Reaching a sign that said
Entrance
, Max and Finlay ran into the maze. On either side of them the hedges grew up thick and strong.
âSo what now?â Max heard a screech behind him and knew with ahorrible sinking feeling in his stomach that the birds had entered the maze too.
âWeâve got to lose them and then get out of here!â Finlay panted.
Max nodded. âWhat about killing them?â
âLetâs just stop them from killing us first!â said Finlay.
They reached a turning in the maze. âLetâs go right!â Max decided.
They took the right but within seconds had run straight into a dead end.
âWrong way!â groaned Finlay. âWeâll have to go back!â
âBut what about the birds?â Max demanded. âThey might be there!â
As he spoke an evil shriek came from just the other side of the hedge. Maxand Finlay both jumped in alarm. âArgh!â
The bird gave another shriek and began slashing at the hedge with its beak. âWe canât stay here!â Finlay gasped. âCome on!â
He and Max charged back down the path, their trainers kicking up gravel, their breath coming in ragged gasps. They came to a leafy crossroads. Birds ran towards them from both the right and the left.
âQuick!â yelled Max. He led the way down the only possible route â straight ahead!
Another bird burst into view at the far end of the path. Its curved beak snapped open with triumph as it saw them.
âTwo behind us and one ahead,â Finlay panted as he and Max screeched to a halt.
Maxâs thoughts raced. What could they do? Which way should they go? He could hear the birds coming up behind them and he made a decision. âThis way!â he exclaimed, charging straight
towards
the giant bird in front of them.
âMax!â Finlay shouted in alarm.
âTrust me! Itâs our only chance,â Max yelled back. His heart pounded. There
had
to be another path leading off along here; surely the hedged-in passage was too long for there
not
to be one? At the far end, the monster birdâs eyes glowed a darker red and narrowed
as it began to stalk eagerly to meet them.
Max could hear Finlayâs feet tearing over the gravel right behind him. Sweat prickled down Maxâs back. If he was wrong about this, then he was killing Fin as well as himselfâ¦
Suddenly, to his right, he saw the opening that heâd been hoping for â another route leading off deeper into the maze. âHere!â he exclaimed and, skidding to a halt, he grabbed hold of Finlayâs arm and bundled him down the new path.
The monster birds were moving too fast to turn in time. They crashed into each other. Screeches of rage and feathers filled the air.
âYes!â Finlay shouted, punching the air in triumph.
âCome on!â Max urged. He knew that any head start they could get on the birds was vital. The path forked off left and right,