Jake and Mike were walking home from the last day of sixth grade, but instead of feeling

happy for summer break, it was bittersweet. Jake's family was moving the next morning,

and it was their last day together too. As they walked in silence, Mike turned to Jake

and asked, have he ever been to the devil's gate? Jake shook his head.

So Mike insisted he needed to see it before leaving California forever.

It wasn't too far from when they were now.

And so they walked to Ha Magnna Park, and then to La Cañada Verdugo Road.

Across the busy street, past a cul-de-sac, and over a concrete bridge.

They walked past the first dark tunnel, that is, the wrong one.

The correct tunnel is past a bridge, and Mike was leading the way.

After the tunnel, they found themselves in a very wooded area, and their clear path grew

difficult with each step.

There were rocks everywhere, and Jake almost tripped when Mike yelled out,

There it is!

The rocks surrounding the sketchy gates really did look like Satan.

They took turns pointing at spots on the rock that looked like a horn, eyes, a sharp nose,

and a chin.

It was a strange sight.

Jake wasn't so sure he wanted to get closer and he found his saving grace.

There was a pond in between them and the entrance of the gate.

There was no way to get in without getting wet.

Plus, the water was murky, green.

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