“I am wet,” said Bat.
“And I am lost.” “I must find a dry place.
I must find a safe place.” So Bat flew and flew.
He looked all around. The wind was strong.
The rain was wet. Bat did not see a dry place.
He did not see a safe place. Then Bat saw something.
It was big and red. It was a barn! Bat flew to the roof.
He went over the side. He hung by his toes.
He looked for a way to get in. Then Bat saw a hole.
It was little. But so was Bat.