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Tommy shone the torch into the corner of the little room, behind him another beam of light shook, making patterns on the wall. Tommy sighed,
"You know Merton you didn't need to come, I can handle this by myself," Tommy turned around to his buddy, who was, like the torch light, shaking.
"I'm fine, carry on," Tommy reluctantly turned back to what he was doing. Behind him Merton looked around the room. It was dark and cobwebs hung down from everywhere, a metre or so from where he stood was a table with a load of old jewellery and various junk. The room they were in had been buried for fifty years and found by a bunch of builders. It had been cordoned off so that it could be examined. Tommy had suspected that it had been buried for a reason, and sensing evil had insisted he check it out. Or Merton had insisted Tommy check it out and that he come along for the ride. Merton went over to the table, put his coffin bag down and looked through the stuff, their were necklaces and various junk. Candle sticks, cutlery, broaches.
The room was at the bottom of a massive, neglected building. It had been owned by Pleasantville's only millionaire. How he came by his fortune was a mystery. He had died years ago and ownership of the house had passed to distant relatives. They were turning it into a hotel, why anyone would want to come to Pleasantville for a holiday though was a mystery.
Merton picked up a necklace from the table and held it up to the light, it was a massive Ruby backed onto silver. Their was a picture of an angel on the back, Merton dropped it back onto the table and turned to his friend.
"Maybe we should go, it looks normal. No evil,"
"You sound disappointed," Tommy got up from where he had crouched down to inspect something.
"Just bored, nothing interesting has happened in ages," Merton sighed and picked up his coffin bag, not noticing the necklace entangled in the straps.
Merton dropped his bag onto his desk and headed upstairs to get a drink. When he came back down to the lair, Becky was there in front of the mirror.
"Get out," Merton said heading for the desk
"No, I can come in the basement if I want, you know," Merton gritted his teeth
"Lair…"
"Whatever," Merton went over to his sister to see what she was doing down there in the first place. She was posing in front of the mirror with the ruby necklace around her neck.
"Hay where'd you get that!" Merton reached for the necklace, Becky jumped back
"Relax, I wasn't gonna take it. Just trying it on, this gothic craps in fashion." Merton rolled his eyes. Becky took the necklace off and dropped it into her brothers outstretched hand. "There see, no harm.," and walked out.
Merton walked over to his desk and put the necklace down, looking at it suspiciously. He reached for his drink, took a sip and put it down. The liquid inside splashed and Mertons initial reaction was to save the computer. The water went nowhere near the computer but did splash all over the necklace, that was now glowing red. A flash of red light emitted from it and in an instant standing before Merton was a soaking wet girl.
all related indicia are owned by Fox, I think. No
profit is being made.
Tommy shone the torch into the corner of the little room, behind him another beam of light shook, making patterns on the wall. Tommy sighed,
"You know Merton you didn't need to come, I can handle this by myself," Tommy turned around to his buddy, who was, like the torch light, shaking.
"I'm fine, carry on," Tommy reluctantly turned back to what he was doing. Behind him Merton looked around the room. It was dark and cobwebs hung down from everywhere, a metre or so from where he stood was a table with a load of old jewellery and various junk. The room they were in had been buried for fifty years and found by a bunch of builders. It had been cordoned off so that it could be examined. Tommy had suspected that it had been buried for a reason, and sensing evil had insisted he check it out. Or Merton had insisted Tommy check it out and that he come along for the ride. Merton went over to the table, put his coffin bag down and looked through the stuff, their were necklaces and various junk. Candle sticks, cutlery, broaches.
The room was at the bottom of a massive, neglected building. It had been owned by Pleasantville's only millionaire. How he came by his fortune was a mystery. He had died years ago and ownership of the house had passed to distant relatives. They were turning it into a hotel, why anyone would want to come to Pleasantville for a holiday though was a mystery.
Merton picked up a necklace from the table and held it up to the light, it was a massive Ruby backed onto silver. Their was a picture of an angel on the back, Merton dropped it back onto the table and turned to his friend.
"Maybe we should go, it looks normal. No evil,"
"You sound disappointed," Tommy got up from where he had crouched down to inspect something.
"Just bored, nothing interesting has happened in ages," Merton sighed and picked up his coffin bag, not noticing the necklace entangled in the straps.
Merton dropped his bag onto his desk and headed upstairs to get a drink. When he came back down to the lair, Becky was there in front of the mirror.
"Get out," Merton said heading for the desk
"No, I can come in the basement if I want, you know," Merton gritted his teeth
"Lair…"
"Whatever," Merton went over to his sister to see what she was doing down there in the first place. She was posing in front of the mirror with the ruby necklace around her neck.
"Hay where'd you get that!" Merton reached for the necklace, Becky jumped back
"Relax, I wasn't gonna take it. Just trying it on, this gothic craps in fashion." Merton rolled his eyes. Becky took the necklace off and dropped it into her brothers outstretched hand. "There see, no harm.," and walked out.
Merton walked over to his desk and put the necklace down, looking at it suspiciously. He reached for his drink, took a sip and put it down. The liquid inside splashed and Mertons initial reaction was to save the computer. The water went nowhere near the computer but did splash all over the necklace, that was now glowing red. A flash of red light emitted from it and in an instant standing before Merton was a soaking wet girl.