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The warmth of the day had well and truly disappeared now, leaving behind an icy chill.
    He walked into the village. The cute little houses were seemingly sleeping in the darkness, though the lights of the pub were ablaze.
    He pushed open the door and every face inside turned to look at him, as the pub fell deadly silent.
    ‘Is Milly here?’ He looked around. She wasn’t there, her beautiful blonde hair would light the room like a beacon.
    ‘Maybe the Oogie has taken her,’ shrugged Igor, one of his eyes roving over Cameron as if he had no control over its movements.
    ‘There is no Oogie,’ Cameron snapped. Bloody stupid myth.
    ‘Oogie, Oogie, Oogie,’ Igor chanted as slowly the others all joined in too. ‘Oogie, Oogie, Oogie, Oogie.’
    Cameron quickly left and as soon as he closed the door behind him, he heard the pub erupt into laughter. Bunch of weirdos.
    He looked around the village, every other house was in darkness. Where the hell was she?
    He strode back towards the castle. What if she had slipped over the cliff tops and fallen to her death? His stomach rolled with a sudden fear.
    He ran through the gates and started calling her name, his torch beam zipping over everything it touched. There was no answer.
    He ran towards the cliffs, still yelling for her, but the wind snatched the words from his mouth as soon as they left. If she was out here she wouldn’t be able to hear him.
    He stood on the cliff top and shone his beam on the rocks below. If she had fallen, she was no longer there now.
    The wind suddenly changed direction and he heard his name faintly from behind him.
    He turned round and walked forward towards the castle. He heard it again, this time it was louder.
    ‘Milly!’ he yelled.
    ‘Cameron! Down here!’
    He shone his torch along the ground and saw a hole straight in front of him. Jesus, had she fallen down a rabbit hole, just like Alice?
    He hurried to the edge and peered over and there was Milly standing at the bottom of the hole, covered with mud and soaking wet. She smiled, bravely, though he could see she was freezing cold. God knows how long she had been down there and yet she was still smiling. He felt relief rush over him that she was ok.
    ‘I fell down here like a complete idiot.’
    Cameron felt his mouth go dry as his torch scanned over her. Her white dress had gone completely see-through in the rain and it was very evident that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Two dark nipples stood proudly to attention under her strapless dress and she had no idea how exposed she was. He quickly looked away. Shit. He would have to try to rescue her without looking at her. Surely he could do that.
    He lay down on the edge of the hole and thrust his arm inside, reaching down to her. She jumped up and down trying to grab his hand, but it was futile. She was a good few inches away from the ends of his fingers and her breasts were bouncing up and down with her exertions. Bloody woman and her breasts.
    ‘Hang on, I need to get something for you to hold on to.’ He stood up.
    ‘It’s ok, I’m not going anywhere.’
    He smiled briefly and ran back towards the castle. She hadn’t seen the hole because the grass was overgrown and the grass was overgrown because he’d fired the groundsman the month before. If she had hurt herself, it would be all his fault.
    He ran round the back towards the garage, he was pretty sure there was a rope in there amongst a load of other junk. He burst into the garage and searched though the shelves until he found one lurking at the back. He grabbed it and ran back, untangling it as he ran. The torch he’d abandoned at the edge of the hole showed the way.
    ‘Stand back,’ he called, before tossing one end of the rope down the hole. ‘Tie it round your waist.’
    He felt the rope tug for a few moments.
    ‘Ok,’ Milly called.
    He braced his legs and started pulling the rope through his hands. He felt the rope take the strain but she weighed next to nothing, he had bench