Stella frowns. “It’s a weird sort of map. I mean, Roar’s filled with mountains and waterfalls. This could be anywhere.”

Rose starts to laugh. “Not anywhere. Look.” She points at the two words written below the picture: The End. “We thought this was the end of the book, but there are more pages.” To prove her point she flicks on, showing us other pictures and spells. “Mitch was writing down where she hid the Box: at the End!”

Automatically, our eyes go to the windows that circle the room. Far away, beyond the miles of wild waves, we can just see the mountains of the End.

“But that’s impossible,” says Win. “No one has ever been there.”

“Mitch has,” says Rose.

We don’t know what’s at the End. We’ve never been there because it always looked too far away and, if I’m honest, too frightening. The mountains are beautiful, but they form a wall of jagged peaks we’ve never wanted to explore. Perhaps that’s because of the things we sent there.

When something first appeared in Roar, Rose and I would decide if it should stay or go. If we liked it, we’d shout out, “For keeps!,” but if we wanted it to go away we’d yell, “Send it to the End!” That’s how we ended up being stuck with Crowky and the Box. When Rose saw how much they scared me she said they were “for keeps,” not realizing that soon they’d be scaring her too. I did the same to Rose and that’s why there are cats in Roar, even though Rose doesn’t like them.

We both sent stuff to the End too. I got rid of Rose’s fairies and she banished my ninjabread men and flying penguins. We never knew if things actually went to the End or just disappeared, but the next time we visited Roar, they’d be gone.

Win is still staring out of the window. He turns to look at us. “We should go there and find the Box. That would be the best adventure ever!”

Rose laughs. “Win, do you honestly think we should travel all the way to the End, then use Mitch’s tattoo-map to find a box that we really don’t want to find at all?”

“Yes,” he says.

Suddenly the picture Mitch has drawn seems dangerous because it could show Crowky where the Box is hidden. My mind goes back to the words Crowky whispered by the fire: Take me to Home. I’m certain that if Crowky does get his hands on the Box, and my name appears on the side, then that’s what will come jumping out: something that shows Crowky the way to Home, and the way to Grandad. It’s a horrible thought. I can’t let it happen.