Story #1; Chapter Five

Chapter Five; Casino City
The horse trudged on the muddy path, with it's rider fast asleep upon its back. The passenger, in the carriage, had probably fallen asleep as well, for only the sounds of snoring could be heard. The rain had stopped, and it had done its damage. Trees had fallen, and the path was getting more muddy with each step the horse took. It neighed to wake its owner up. Clyde rubbed his eyes, and saw infront of him, a huge bark of a tree that had fallen during the storm. "My god, looks like we have to go around it, but...," Clyde looked around, and he saw that his horse, himself, and the carriage, was walking on a road, and on each side, were slopes so steep, that led to darkness below that he could not see. Climb, Clyde thought to himself. And that he did, he got over to the other side pretty easily, due to his rather small build, and using some vines from the bark of the tree, he tied it to the horse's leg, and told it to try and climb once he was on the other side, and thus, using the force of his lever, and the horse's strength, both the horse, its owner, and carriage were able to cross the bark and continue with their journey. "That probably took us three hours, and it seems that dawn is approaching, we must hurry," Clyde told his mother. It was two hours after dawn broke when they reached the town of riches. Clyde got down his horse, and brought his mother out of the carriage, and they both stood at the gates of the town and stared in awe. "Casino City...," whispered Clyde. Postmen were riding bicycles around the town, giving out mail, and newspaper lads were walking around with boxes hung around their necks, the buildings were huge, and with each passing moment, carriages would be seen zipping past. Businessmen with huge leather bags filled with cash, were entering the buildings with women covered with jewels and pearls. Lightings were everywhere, and they hung from each building to another. and it was no longer houses the people there lived in, instead they called their houses, mansions. "Let's enter," Clyde said to his mother. They strutted into the city, and headed towards the nearest hotel. "How much for a night's stay, sir?" Clyde asked the man at the counter. The toothless man, looked back at him, and saw how scrawny Clyde looked, threw his head back and laughed, before replying, "Five pounds, kid." "That's very expensive, sir!" Clyde exclaimed. "Take it or leave it, kid." Clyde agreed. And he told his mother to stay within the room at all times, never to leave for anything, he left thirty pounds on the table for the nights they were going to stay, and he left with the remaining money, and headed, for the casinos. Meanwhile, outside of town, a huge black truck had come in through the gates, and five men dressed in cloaks got out from it. "Take the girl to the boss, I will head out with the rest to search for that boy and his mother," said one man to another. "Understood." The man brought then reached into the truck and brought out a huge bulging sack, the shape of a small body, and carried it to another part of town. "Let's move out, boys," the first man commanded, and the remaining four men spreaded out in search of Clyde, and his mother. Casino City wasn't going to be an easy ride for him, that's for sure.