---Chapter 2---

It has been two and a half hours since we began work on the attic. We are halfway done with going through everything. Let's see, we found a lot of interesting things like a bunch of knight armor, some old records (you know those things they made before CDs), a couple old guitars, and some old clothes from early 1800s to the 1950s. We were fooling around for a little like we tried on the old clothes, which, if I do say so myself, I kind of look really good in, Shane was playing with the guitars for a little, and we played some of the records.

I began to open some chest that Shane found in the back of the attic. I tried to open it but it wouldn't budge. Shane kneeled down next to me and pulled something out of his pocket. "Watch and learn, Lillian," he said. He put what seemed to be a key into the chest and opened it. We both stood up and I looked at him like he had seven heads. "What?"

"Where'd you find a key?"

Shane shrugged and said, "I found it in one of the boxes and thought I might hold onto it." I nodded and we began to rummage through the chest. I swear, it looked like it was a pirate chest or something. Anyway, we began pulling random things out. Some of it was crazy like a feather. Once we reached the bottom of the chest, we saw something we didn't expect. A game.

Banyak Efek

I picked up the box and studied it closer. The game was dusty and with one blow of air, the dust was gone… and kind of in Shane's eyes. "Sorry," I said quick. Shane rubbed his eyes and waved a hand at me, indicating that he forgave me. "Banyak Efek," I whispered.

"Huh?" said Shane confusedly as he walked over next to me, took the box, and examined the game. "Many Effects?" Shane finally said confused. Now this was my turn to be confused.

"How the hell did you know what that meant?" I asked, kind of shocked.

"That side was Indonesian but," Shane turned the box over, "this side is English." Shane smiled proudly. I took the box from his hands and read the box.

"'Many Effects'

Made in Indonesia in 1901

Players: 1-8

Instructions: Roll the dice, follow the game cards, and nothing else. Do as they say to win.

Objective: Win. Nothing else." I looked at the box even more confused. What kind of game is this? I thought to myself. Shane took the game from my hands.

"Let's play!" he shouted excitedly as if he was five again. I shook my head.

"Shane, we should really finish this attic. Plus, we have to take care of Frankie like your parents requested." Shane looked at me for a second then ran down the stairs and onto the second floor. He was heading towards Frankie's room. He knew that Frankie was my weakness and I couldn't say no to him. I shrugged to myself and followed after him. By the time I had reached the bottom of the steps on the second floor, Frankie was already standing in front of Shane, both having the same excited smile on their faces, with the game in his hands.

"Frankie wants to play," Shane said as he pointed to a wide smiled Frankie. I sighed and nodded, knowing that I couldn't go against my best friend and we had nothing better to do until 10 year old Frankie fell asleep. I followed the two brothers down the stairs and into the living. Shane and Frankie were sitting on one side of the coffee table as I sat on the other. Now, as I looked at them, I couldn't believe how much Frankie looked like all of the Gray brothers put together but probably Shane the most, with his almost/ not fully grown skater boy brown hair. You would have to admit that if you ever saw him, he was adorable.

"Ok, so Shane, how about I set up and you go get us all something to drink," I said to Shane.

"Fine," Shane mumbled, slightly annoyed he had to get up after he just sat down. I laughed and began to pull the pieces from the box. There was an old board that was used but it was in good condition. This was, after all, the first copy. In the center of the board, there seemed to be a small glass black circle with purplish, bluish smoke in it but when I lifted up the board to check underneath it, it was as flat and as wide as a monopoly game board. I was quite shocked. This was not what I had expected. Of course, as I learned later on, nothing about this game was what I expected.

I pulled out three game pieces. They were little crystal balls. As I placed the green (Frankie's), blue(Shane's), and black(mine) ones onto the start, I saw two other pieces on the board. They were red and purple. I reached over to pick them up but it was as if the game was made with the pieces on it. I looked in the box and saw that they were only three pieces left so I knew that those two pieces were supposed to be game pieces for people. I tried again but failed miserably as the game pieces remained still. I shrugged and began to rummage through the box, only finding the two dice and no cards.

"Frankie, you have milk, Lillian, you have Pepsi, and I, Shane, have Pepsi also," Shane announced as he walked back into the living room with three cups. I grabbed mine and took a sip before placing it onto the coffee table.

Frankie grabbed his drink from Shane and took a large gulp. "Yum! That was nice," he said, showing a smile and a tiny milk mustache. He wiped away his milk mustache on his sleeve and began drinking again. I smiled at how cute Frankie was but went back to looking for the cards.

"Hey Shane, has anyone ever used this game before?" I asked.

"Not my family. My parents brought the chest at a garage sale about two months ago. The guy there said he never used any of the stuff and so my parents brought it. Why do you ask?" Shane said.

I shrugged and said, "Well, those two pieces," I pointed to the red and purple pieces that were halfway through the game, "won't budge and I can't find the cards."

Shane sat back down next to Frankie. He took a drink from his Pepsi and sat it down in front of him on the coffee table. "Let's just play. We can avoid those pieces and as for the cards, maybe they will show up later on," Shane finally said after a long silence. I nodded my head in agreement.

"Me first!" shouted Frankie. I laughed and nodded my head. Frankie played with the hem of his short sleeve red shirt as he waited for Shane to sit down in the position he actually waited. Frankie was so polite. He was getting impatient though. Frankie began to play with the small hole that was on the shin of his black little skinny jeans. Frankie then quickly went to playing with the shoe laces of his black converse high tops. This kid had some really cool clothes at just ten but he looked so adorable. Frankie was just like a mini Shane with just a small touch of Nate and Jason in the clothing department. I smiled as Frankie couldn't help his impatient-ness. "Can I just roll now?" he asked dramatically. I laughed.

"Of course Frankie. Let the 'pop star' over there continue to get settled and you can go." This earned me an annoyed look from Shane but I kept on going. "Just roll the dice and move forward that amount of spaces." Frankie nodded and excitedly grabbed the dice as Shane finally settled into a comfortable spot. He rolled the dice. Seven. Frankie moved his hand and as it was hovering over his green piece, the piece moved by itself. We all stared wide-eyed at the piece as it moved seven pieces.

"Did it just-" Shane began to ask only to get cut off my Frankie.

"Move by itself?" he asked, shocked yet excited. After all, what did you expect from a ten year old?

"Uh-huh," I said, shocked myself. A sudden noise made us jump once the piece had stopped moving. A card. A card appeared under the glass, well crashed into it and made a noise, and the purplish, bluish smoke had begun to surround it. It looked like the card wasn't even there a moment ago. I checked under the board again but still, there was nothing. Shane peered over the glass and looked at the card. He began to sit back down slowly.

"Tank, you have to read it," he said, slowly turning towards his little brother Frankie. Frankie got up excitedly and gazed at the card under the glass. He began to read aloud what the card written on it…

Hey everyone! My name is Melinda!

This is my first fanfiction story and I hope you all like it!

Thank you to everyone that story alerted this/ author alerted me/whoever added this story to favorites! I appreciate it all! Thanks!

This story is kind of like Jumanji or Zathura but with my kind of twists.

Um, sorry for the long wait for an update but my mom was supposed to be on that planed that disappeared. Thankfully, she was too busy looking for gifts in the airport gift shop that she missed her plane so my mom is okay! So sorry for the family members of those on that plane.

On a happier note, I have another chapter coming today so yay!

Hope you all enjoyed!