Chapter Three: "Let's split up, gang!"
"That's odd," said Freddie, "Velma wouldn't just take off like that, would she?"
"No, Fred, I'm sure she wouldn't," replied Daphne. "There's something not-quite-right about this hotel, I sensed it when we arrived."
"Well, if we want to find Velma," Freddie began, "there's only one thing to do -"
"Like, Okay Fred," Shaggy groaned, hands in the air, not wishing to hear the words 'Let's split up, gang!' one more time. "We all know what you're gonna say, so let's just get on with it. Scoob and I will check this floor, you and Daphne take downstairs."
Freddie blinked at him for a moment, amazed at his own predictability.
"Uhm, right, right..." he mumbled, as Daphne dragged him away by the arm.
"Well, Scoob," Shaggy said after they had gone, "we may as well start with her hotel room."
"R-Okay," came the reply as they made towards the room Velma had slept in.
"Maybe she just left a note or something, explaining some important business she had to take care of..." Shaggy said thoughtfully as they entered the room.
"Rike rwhat?" asked the Great Dane.
"Like, I dunno. I guess we'll just have to find some kind of clue."
"R-I guess..."
The two of them began to search the room thoroughly, opening drawers, and looking underneath furniture. Scooby was attempting to open the doors to the wardrobe. They refused to budge, so he pulled as hard as he could, and sure enough, they suddenly gave way, causing him to fall back hard against the wall beside the bed.
Crreeeaaaak............
"Rouch," muttered Scooby, rubbing his sore back.
"Like, that's weird... walls don't usually creak like that," noticed Shaggy. He pushed against it, and it moved about an inch. "Hey, Scoob! Help me out here!"
Between the two of them, they managed to move the wall so that there was just enough of a gap to squeeze through into the hidden room.
"Sure is dark in here," said Shaggy as Scooby struggled through the crack.
"R-I don't rike it," replied the dog.
"This musta been where Velma was... I wonder where she is now?"
"Rwhat's rat?"
Scooby pointed to the wall, where the old brown curtain was still pulled back.
"A lever!" exclaimed Shaggy, running over. "Gee, I wonder what will happen when I pull it?"
phew.... two chapters in one day.... let's see how much I can get done tomorrow! Check back soon, cos a plan is already formulating as to how the story continues.........
"That's odd," said Freddie, "Velma wouldn't just take off like that, would she?"
"No, Fred, I'm sure she wouldn't," replied Daphne. "There's something not-quite-right about this hotel, I sensed it when we arrived."
"Well, if we want to find Velma," Freddie began, "there's only one thing to do -"
"Like, Okay Fred," Shaggy groaned, hands in the air, not wishing to hear the words 'Let's split up, gang!' one more time. "We all know what you're gonna say, so let's just get on with it. Scoob and I will check this floor, you and Daphne take downstairs."
Freddie blinked at him for a moment, amazed at his own predictability.
"Uhm, right, right..." he mumbled, as Daphne dragged him away by the arm.
"Well, Scoob," Shaggy said after they had gone, "we may as well start with her hotel room."
"R-Okay," came the reply as they made towards the room Velma had slept in.
"Maybe she just left a note or something, explaining some important business she had to take care of..." Shaggy said thoughtfully as they entered the room.
"Rike rwhat?" asked the Great Dane.
"Like, I dunno. I guess we'll just have to find some kind of clue."
"R-I guess..."
The two of them began to search the room thoroughly, opening drawers, and looking underneath furniture. Scooby was attempting to open the doors to the wardrobe. They refused to budge, so he pulled as hard as he could, and sure enough, they suddenly gave way, causing him to fall back hard against the wall beside the bed.
Crreeeaaaak............
"Rouch," muttered Scooby, rubbing his sore back.
"Like, that's weird... walls don't usually creak like that," noticed Shaggy. He pushed against it, and it moved about an inch. "Hey, Scoob! Help me out here!"
Between the two of them, they managed to move the wall so that there was just enough of a gap to squeeze through into the hidden room.
"Sure is dark in here," said Shaggy as Scooby struggled through the crack.
"R-I don't rike it," replied the dog.
"This musta been where Velma was... I wonder where she is now?"
"Rwhat's rat?"
Scooby pointed to the wall, where the old brown curtain was still pulled back.
"A lever!" exclaimed Shaggy, running over. "Gee, I wonder what will happen when I pull it?"
phew.... two chapters in one day.... let's see how much I can get done tomorrow! Check back soon, cos a plan is already formulating as to how the story continues.........