It was raining. The little drops of water rained down on the streets and the sky was crossed by dark clouds.
Drake was looking out of the window with a worried expression. He watched the big clock on the opposite wall: it was the twenty past nine p.m. Gosalyn was late. Very late. She had to stay at home forty minutes before.
She'll be grounded for a month!
A lightning ripped through the sky and Drake gave a start. He raised his eyes and looked again the clock; then he sighed.
"That's enough!" he mumbled.
He ran toward the door, took his car's keys and went out. The storm showed no signs of stopping.
And Gosalyn is outside with this weather!
Two shadows moved in the rain and Drake recognized the figures of Herb and Honker Muddlefoot.
"Honker?" he whispered surprised.
Millions of thoughts crossed his mind while he reached the neighbors.
"Honker, where is Gosalyn?".
The kid opened his eyes wide.
"I supposed she was at home".
"No, she is not. I SUPPOSED she was with you!".
"She went away twenty minutes ago…I thought she was coming back home…".
Without saying a word, Drake jumped in his car and started the engine.
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"Damn! I forgot my bag!" I exclaimed.
I came back and got in the huge building that was housing the horror art exhibition; I went along the long corridor and I climbed the stairs which leaded me to the first floor.
The building was deserted. I found the room where I supposed my bag was and I pulled the door.
"Great! It's closed!".
I heard a noise and I looked the opposite corridor.
"Is there anyone?" I asked advancing.
The passage became even more dark while I was proceeding. Then someone screamed.
"Oh my God!" I shouted running away.
"HELP!" the voice cried.
It's a little girl!
I stopped and saw the corridor.
"I can't go away! I must help her!".
Another noise and the little girl ran toward me. Behind her there was a duck with a yellow jacket, a red hat and a black cape.
"Gasp! Negaduck!".
I caught the kid by the arm and we ran away. We saw an open door and we got in the room, before he reached us. I closed the door and the little girl helped me to move a big table in front of the door.
"It will not stop him" I whispered.
"Maybe he didn't see us get in this room".
"Maybe".
We sat on the floor, in waiting.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"G-gosalyn" the kid answered.
I looked her hairs, red like the mine.
"I'm Robyn. Why Negaduck want you?".
"I don't know…I think…" she stopped and turned away.
"Never mind. The main point is that he shouldn't find us".
Gosalyn shook and my first thought was hugging her.
"Are you afraid?".
"I'm not afraid! This room is just cold…" she lied.
She seemed so sweet and helpless, although she didn't want to give any sign of it. She hid her fragility behind a masker.
"Ok…" I sighed "Anyway…" but a noise interrupted me.
The door shook and we raised up.
"What can we do?".
"Don't worry" she said "I'm sure that Darkwing Duck will safe us".
I didn't think so and I recoiled holding Gosalyn's hand.
Negaduck appeared in front of us.
"So, let's see...what have we here? The spirited little girl and her new friend…gee, it's a very pity that you will…DIE!".
I placed myself in front of Gosalyn to protect her.
"Don't touch her!".
He laughed sadistically, ready to hit.
"Don't lay the blame on her! She's just a baby!" I yelled.
"Oh…you know…you're right…I MUST KILL YOU BEFORE!".
