Rikki walked over to the door and peered down into the basement. "Lester? Are you down there?"
No answer. She took a deep breathe and started down the flight of stairs. Rikki had never been down to the basement before. She only knew what kind of horrors went on down there. As she reached the bottom of the stairs she realized there was no basement, but a tunnel leading somewhere. She was arguing with herself if she should continue or not. Her curious side won out and she kept walking. At the end of the tunnel she could see a room filled with light.
She let out a gasp at what she saw in the room. The room was huge. There were blobs of wax and charred wood all over the place.. For some unknown reason, Rikki looked up. She saw a ceiling that looked about new. Had tiles and lights. Then it hit her. This was the basement to the burned up House Of Wax.
In the one corner of the room, Rikki saw Lester. He was on his hands and knees scrubbing up the dirt and soot off of the floor. "Lester, what are you doing down here?"
He looked up startled and gave Rikki his almost toothless grin, "I'm cleanin' up. What's it look like I'm doin?"
"Yea, but why?" Rikki saw a big stainless steal door a few feet from Lester. She walked over to it. She barely had the door open a few inches when it slammed shut. Leaving a gush of cold air rush over her body.
"Get outta there!" Lester was the one who closed the door. "What are you doin' down here anyway?"
"I was looking for you."
"Well get on upstairs. I'll be right up when I'm done here."
"Will you then tell me what the hell is going on here?" Rikki was so confused. As she remembered, Lester really had nothing to do with the whole House Of Wax thing. He just sat back and watched his brothers do their magic.
"Yea I guess. Now just get."