“We had better find out what century we are in and find shelter, Casey.” Peter hugged her closely.
“My exact sentiments,” Casey replied.
We walked down a dirt road watching for anyone to approach us.
“Hurry, hide!” Peter grabbed Casey and all of us hid behind some bushes.
I held my breath, and so did T.J., we didn’t dare bark.
There were Knights on horses riding down the road, they had the Templar Cross on their shields.