Harry

I looked at the writing sketched on the wall frowning, at first it didn't make sense then my eyes widened as the design seemed to change in front of me and suddenly I could..Understand it?
How was this possible?

"Well read it out then" Zayn said eagerly.

I licked my lips nervously as I started to read...

"For two months you will look.
Near deaths gate.
To return what we took,
Don't be late.
Don't dwell on fate.
Don't dwell in hate.
For when there is no other way out.
Give the Horn a shout.
But beware.
Only death lies there"

After I read it a prickle of fear ran down my spine, along with a strange longing to do go to deaths gate straight away.

Zayn gulped "At least we know where we're going" He said trying to be positive.

The last bit of the poem stuck in my head...

For when there is no other way out.
Give the Horn a shout.
But beware
Only death lies there...

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