figure out the route to Easter Island,” he

squeaked. “And then read this travel

guidebook!”

I was about to protest, but he stared at me

with his PIERCING eyes.

“Don’t you want to find Thea?” Wild

Willie asked. “Come on! Help me with the

map. And don’t make any mistakes, or we’ll

have to make an emergency landing in

the middle of a stormy ocean or on top

of a craggy mountain peak . . .”

EMERGENCY LANDING?! I quickly agreed to

help. But when I opened the map, what I saw

gave me chills from the top of my head to

the tip of my tail. Easter Island was far

away and in the middle of nowhere!

And when I read the travel guide, I realized

there were many, many MYSTERIES

surrounding the island . . .