CHAPTER 2
The Eight friends stared at the cabin and it was Stewart who broke the silence. 'Looks like a good place for a buncha monkeys like us!' With that he ran towards the front door, followed closely by Chris. Chris reached down and took the key from underneath the doormat. 'Just where the travel guy said it would be.' He said smiling.
'I can see why we got the place so cheap' Called Dave.
'Yeah, it looks well run down!' added Vicky.
'C'mon guys, this is gonna be fun!' Chris shouted back, unlocking the door.
After unpacking all their things the party met downstairs in the dining room.
'Come on, let's rustle ourselves up some grub!' Said Ian with a smile.
The friends prepared a great Turkey dinner, with all the trimmings. They all sat down to eat unaware they were being watched…
After the meal the friends remained at the table, drinking and playing cards, all except Ian, he had gone to sit in the main room to catch up on his journal. He sat himself next to a window and began scribbling, listening to the wind rattling against the windows. It was then that he thought he heard it. A voice outside the window. It moaned again, in a low throaty tone: 'Join us!'
He drew threw curtain quickly and fastened the top button on his shirt, a sudden wave of chill come over him. As he continued writing he began to hear a scratching sound. He listened closely and he heard it again, it was definitely coming from the cellar. He pulled out his penknife and slowly, slowly edged towards the large chained trapdoor. Then when he was merely feet away the thing suddenly flew open and he jumped back, yelling in surprise.
In seconds the others were in the room with him. He explained shakily about the cellar. Chris stepped forward pulling a torch from his nearby backpack. 'Come on Stewan, let's check out that cellar!'
'Chris you be careful down there!' said Vicky in an alarmed fashion.
'Don't worry ya monkey!!' joked Stewan cheerfully.
Chris and Stewart headed down into the dank cellar in single file. When they reached the bottom it became apparent that at he bottom of the steps there were three doors on each side of the room. The first door contained a wicked collection of historical items, old texts, clothing shreds and even some medieval weaponry. Chris eyed the broadsword in one of the glass cases and stared at it for a while. 'C'mon Chris let's check the second room!' So with that they left the first room and headed to the second.
The second room contained some old filmography equipment, old cameras and the like. Stewan found a large tape recorder with a lot of tape used up and so grabbed it. Chris found a shotgun hanging on the wall and so took it down, it appeared to still be operational. He grabbed the box of spare shells and put them into the front pocket of his hoodie. It was then that the pair found the box. It was a sturdy wooden box with a padlock adorning it. 'looks important, let's open it!' propositioned Stewart. Chris agreed and they jimmied the lock with a crowbar found on an adjacent workbench. What was inside shocked and amazed them. They knew they'd better show the others right away and so took the recorder, box and weapon upstairs, locking the cellar door after them.
