It was a normal school excursion, and the kids were so excited to be going to Alien Rock to study the rock formations and see if they could find any traces of gold in the small creek that ran through the bottom of the valley between the two gorges.
Everyone knew the stories of disappearance and mystery about the rock. It was part of the local folklore, and their teacher relished the opportunity to regale them with tales of the rock as they travelled along in the bus.
They all had their instructions, question sheets and working in pairs they had enough to keep them busy for some hours.
They were to meet back at the bus, parked in a cleared parking area at the base of the rock for a lunch break and to discuss their respective findings.
The girls reported the eerie feeling of someone watching them as they’d moved about among the rock formations. One girl was sure she saw someone slip behind a rock at one point. Their reports spooked the ones who had found the whole task boring and dull.
The teacher looked about counting heads and found he was two short. “Anyone seen Alice and Janice?” he asked.
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