Edwin Mellophone Hands
Chapter 10: Knight in Bandly Armor
(By: Kim)
Suddenly the clanking noises grew to a high pitched screech in E flat. Footsteps became more audible, and with each step, the monster below let out his cry. "GAKGAKGAKGAKGAKGAKGAKGAKGAKGAKGAKGAKGAK!" Lorelei held onto Sam's arm, and they both took cautious steps towards the locker. Sam shook his head. "We've got to tell someone about his monster… someone who can believe us." Both remained silent and listened to the clanking coming from the void. "Only me, you, and LT. Holst know about it him." Lorelei said. "I know about him too." A saddened voice cried out. "I know him…" it said… "…Because I am him."
Then out of the blue, the shadows in the storage room began to sway, and the shelves, once linear became curved. Sam held Lorelei close and protectively as the shadows danced and the screeches were replaced with a sad sounding melody. The melody of The Missing Mellophone. Suddenly within the tune, the mellophone solo came in. "No!" Sam gasped. "Someone's playing the mellophone!"
Suddenly the music stopped and everything became normal again. "That was weird." Lorelei said as she examined the straight shelves. "I'll show you something weirder." Sam picked up a piece of music off the ground and showed it to her.
THE MISSING MELLOPHONE
BY EDWIN OPHONEMELL
Suddenly, the shelves began to become curved again and the song filled the air. "No, not again!" the two band members cried as they backed away from the hole. Suddenly, LT. Holst kicked the door open, playing the mellophone solo. He then stopped playing and cried "EDWIN! IF YOU WANT THIS SOLO COME AND GET IT!" he resumed playing, this time even louder. LT. Holst stopped playing and turned to the two frightened band nerds. "I'm going in; I'm going to stop him once and for all. You two stay put!" He lowered his torso and peeked into the hole. "But sir, I thought we were in this together!" Sam said, taking a step towards the locker with Lorelei grasping his left arm even tighter. "Sam, you were once abducted by Edwin. Edwin is one of those people who will never stop until they get what they want. Lorelei took you, his prisoner away. Nothing would make him happier than to have you back down there. Lorelei too, I'm pretty sure he'd fancy having her hand in a jar. Now you just stay here please." And without a further word his disappeared into the darkness.
Sam slumped down disappointedly onto the squishy thing. "I'm worried about him Lore, really. Edwin, he struck me so quickly! All I can remember was just walking along the edge of the wall when BAM! Something slammed me against the wall. I could feel him breathing. He was inches from my face yet I couldn't see him! Then, I just blacked out I guess. Next thing I know, I'm in the hospital with you." Lorelei thought for a moment before she spoke. "You mean, you don't remember when you woke up in the storage room for like, one minute?" she asked. He gave her a quizzical look and shook his head. "No. I just woke up in the hospital and saw your face… you squeezed my hand, and then, I just got the happiest feeling in the world…" Lorelei sat transfixed, sort of dazzled. Sam stood up and faced her, holding both of her hand tightly. "Lorelei, I…" but Lorelei didn't need words to tell her just what he was about to say. She saw it in his eyes. She saw it right before they almost kissed. "I must tell you that I'm going to regret what I'm about to do." His smile suddenly turned into a twisted smirk. "Hello you troublesome, meddling girl! It is me, Edwin. I'm controlling little Sammy here." Sam shoved Lorelei against the shelves and grasped her shoulders. Lorelei was too shocked to speak. "What's wrong? You don't want to give little Sammy Wammy a little kissy wissy?" he mocked. "What? Damn that meddling Holst!" Sam's head turned and looked over at the locker. "I'll deal with you later!" he forcefully hit Lorelei and shoved her to the ground as he took off and dove into the hole in the locker.
Lorelei knew she couldn't go into the hole alone. The danger was far to great. She didn't have any weapons either! She glanced around the storage room and got her brilliant idea. She slipped on a snare drum harness and took the military baton from the baton shelf. She then put on her battle helmet, and plume-less shako. Then like a knight in shining bandly armor, she crept into the darkness,
