The Styx River

Luna's eyes widened in surprise. "The Styx River?" "Do you mean the river that separates the living from the dead?" she inquired.

Vesper gave a nod. "That's the one," she concluded. "It's the only way to reach the underworld."

Luna became aware of a knot growing in her tummy. Her blood ran cold just thinking about crossing the River Styx. According to legend, the river was guarded by the terrible ferryman Charon, who would only ferry the souls of the dead over its black waters.

"But how are we supposed to cross?" Phillip inquired.

Vesper shook her head. "When we get there," she continued, "we'll figure it out." "For the time being, we must concentrate on getting to the river."

Luna and Phillip shared a troubled look. They knew the journey ahead would be dangerous, yet they had no option but to continue. It determined the fate of the entire globe.

Luna couldn't escape the sense that they were being watched as they headed out on the route to t