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Chapter 4 Where Are We?
The Professor walked in to Flora's room, which he now called the guest room, but what did it matter? Clive was sitting at her desk staring at her artwork, completely motionless.
"Clive, I want to take you somewhere today, I think it will make you feel better." The Professor said walking into the room.
"Professor, I don't think anything will make me feel better," Clive said standing up. His eyes had large dark bags under them and he was slouched over. "Did you see what Flora drew?"
"Clive, I've looked over those many times, I-"
"One of them was of me and her; do you know how upset that made me feel?"
"Clive, come now, you can borrow some of my old clothes, freshen up, I sincerely think you will feel better today."
"What ever you say," Clive said unhappily.
About a half an hour later Clive was dressed and clean, he looked better, but under no circumstances did he feel better. He was wearing old school clothes from when the Professor was in college. White button down shirt, red vest, blue tie, and some discolored brown pants and brown shoes.
"Alright, Clive are you ready to go?" The Professor asked him.
"I guess, lead the way," he answered. The Professor walked out the front door of his flat and waited for Clive to follow. He came out of the apartment very lethargically and wound around the Laytonmobile to the passengers seat. The Professor shut the door and locked it and sauntered down the steps and into the car. He started the ignition and began to drive down the street.
"Professor, where are we going?" Clive asked as they started to veer away from the city.
"You'll see in while Clive, this place had a lot of meaning to Flora," he responded.
"Well, what is it?"
"We'll be there in a few minutes," he answered. They began to get farther and farther away from paved roads and onto dirt ones, then less and less buildings could be seen because of the over grown greenery.
"Professor where are we?" Clive asked as he stopped the car in from of a small river. Across the river was a tiny village.
"Welcome to St. Mystere,"