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The tiger froze. He glared at Jack.

Jack stared in horror.

Jack blew again.

Jack raised his eyes. The sabertooth was slinking off toward the cliffs.

The flute made a strange sound.

"He's still here," whispered Annie. "Keep it up."

Jack's hands shook.

The sabertooth froze again.

"Play it!" said Annie. "Keep playing!"

The mammoth waved her trunk happily.

The music sounded strange -- as if it were coming from another world.

"To the tree house, Lulu," said Annie.

Is she nuts? Jack thought.

"Try!" said Annie.

Jack lowered the flute. He felt very tired.

Jack kept blowing until he ran out of breath.

The tiger growled. He took another step.

Jack closed his eyes. He took a deep breath. Then he blew as hard and as long as he could. He covered and uncovered the holes on the bone.

The mammoth roared and stomped the ground.

Jack held the mammoth-bone flute to his lips. He blew.

"He's leaving!" Annie whispered.

"We did it!" said Annie.

The sabertooth crept forward.

The tiger snarled.

"Play the flute," whispered Annie.

When Jack couldn't see her anymore, he started up the lope ladder. He pulled himself into the tree house.

"Before we leave, we have to give our coats back," said Annie.

After they disappeared into the tree house, Jack climbed onto the ladder.

Jack smiled. Now he was positive they had found the third M thing. Their mission was complete.

From the back of the mammoth, Jack grabbed the rope ladder. He held it for Annie.

"Brrr!" said Annie. "I hope the Cro-Magnon people find them."

He looked back at the woolly mammoth. "Bye, girl," he said. "Go home now. And watch out for the sabertooth."

"Ta-da!" said Annie. She handed the Pennsylvania book to Jack.

The mammoth walked away into the sunset.

Annie grabbed the rope ladder. Then she started up. Peanut climbed up, too.

She stroked the mammoth's giant ear. "Bye, Lulu. Thank you," she said.

They took off their reindeer-skin coats and dropped them to the ground.

The woolly mammoth snorted. Then she lumbered over to the tallest tree.

"Oh right," said Jack.

"We left your reindeer skins! Down there!" Annie pointed to the ground.

"Time to go," said Jack.

"Good-bye! Good luck!" Annie called, waving out the window.

He grabbed the Pennsylvania book. He found the picture of Frog Creek and pointed at it. "I wish we could go home," he said.

Absolutely still.

The tallest person stepped forward and raised a spear.

The sun was setting behind the hills. Four people were crossing the snowy plain. It was the Cro-Magnon family.

The Cro-Magnons stopped and peered in Annie and Jack's direction.

"Shhh!" said Jack.

It spun faster and faster.

Then everything was still.

"Hey!" shouted Annie.

The wind started to blow. And the tree house started to spin.

Jack stared out the window. He wanted to take one last look at the prehistoric world.