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Back on the sunny side of Spinner’s Wood, Zap flew close to the ground, whilst Lurch rolled his dung ball through the grass. Zap felt a pang of guilt as he spotted Gonzo the grasshopper waiting for them on his slab of rock.

“We’d better not tell Gonzo where we’ve been,” Zap whispered to Lurch. “We don’t want to get into trouble.”

Zap had known Gonzo since he was a baby bug. Nobody understood more about Spinner’s Wood than the grasshopper. He’d often warned Zap and his friends not to go near Shadow Creek.

As Zap landed, Buzz, a seven-spot ladybird, popped his head out from behind a stone.

“Hi guys, I was just having a snack,” he mumbled, his mouth full of something.

“You’re always having a snack!” said Lurch, laughing.

Gonzo gave Zap a long hard look. It was almost as if the grasshopper knew Zap had something to hide. Sometimes it felt as though wise, old Gonzo knew everything.