Chapter 12
Scott and Gordon woke up inches from one another. Scott picked up Gordon and started to cry. Scott kissed his forehead and continued to sob. Gordon felt his aching head and groaned.
"Damn that hurts," Gordon said
Scott finally got up. He opened the door and looked outside. No one in sight. He motioned for Gordon to follow. They slowly tiptoed down the hall. Gordon peeked into the lounge. Jeff sat in his seat as usual, while Alan sat in his seat that would take him to Thunderbird 3.
The piano started to play. Scott stopped and his eyes started to water up again. He didn't want to see what was going on in the room, but something moved him to the door. His eyes caught sight of Virgil at the piano, fingers flying over the keys. It was the most beautiful thing Scott and Gordon ever heard in their lives.
" Virgil." Gordon ran to Virgil, who looked up and smiled.
"Hey kiddo." Virgil hugged him tight, then he spotted Scott inching his way toward him. Scott changed his pace and began to walk up to him, hands out stretched, trying to hold back the tears.
"Ah come on * Sniff * Scott." Virgil grabbed his brother's hand and pulled him into a deep hug. Gordon joined the hug fest. The boys cried till they sank to the ground and started to laugh, as if their deaths were a cruel joke of nature.
"Now all that is left are John and Brains." Gordon looked at his father, who was smiling with pride at his boys.
"Why, what's happened?" Virgil asked
"We were in the temple."
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All the company ran down the hall of the dark dungeon. Virginia grabbed the keys and began opening and closing the dungeon doors. Finally the very last door opened and everyone ran inside, tending to each child; however, it seemed that call about Radon being killed was true. Nora's son was dead. The others seemed to be fine, beside the fact that they hadn't eaten in three days.
Nell ran over to his two children, Jack 'and Megan. Megan was 7 and her younger brother was 4. John smiled and wondered as he looked at his daughter, Emily. When was he going to be a grand father like his brothers--- But they were dead.
"What the fuck---Brains, come over here." Brains moved away from Dena's daughter, Theoria and walked over to John. He looked tired, almost to the point of exhaustion.
"Brains, what do you notice wrong here?" John asked and patted Brink's son Farrol on the head.
"I-I'm not sure I follow you-- uh-- John."
"If Virgil, Gordon, and Scott are all dead---why are their kids still here?" John pointed at Dena and Brink. Brains shrugged.
"Then if my theory is correct then---well---Scotty, Virg, and Gordo are back in 2065. Right as rain." John laughed. For once, it was he who was thinking up things instead of Brains
Brains nodded, and then slapped his forehead, as if it should have been obvious.
"Of course- uh uh- since your brothers and I weren't meant to be here, if we're killed we'll automatically be transported back to the year 2065- brilliant," Brains said, going into his own little world which everyone else likes to call genius.
"All right, everyone we have over-" Nora stopped as a voice came over an intercom.
"All right, you balls of pus, you have thirty minutes to get out." Adnan's voice rang in their ears.
"Lets go." Nora said, picking up Jack and running out the dungeon door.
Scott and Gordon woke up inches from one another. Scott picked up Gordon and started to cry. Scott kissed his forehead and continued to sob. Gordon felt his aching head and groaned.
"Damn that hurts," Gordon said
Scott finally got up. He opened the door and looked outside. No one in sight. He motioned for Gordon to follow. They slowly tiptoed down the hall. Gordon peeked into the lounge. Jeff sat in his seat as usual, while Alan sat in his seat that would take him to Thunderbird 3.
The piano started to play. Scott stopped and his eyes started to water up again. He didn't want to see what was going on in the room, but something moved him to the door. His eyes caught sight of Virgil at the piano, fingers flying over the keys. It was the most beautiful thing Scott and Gordon ever heard in their lives.
" Virgil." Gordon ran to Virgil, who looked up and smiled.
"Hey kiddo." Virgil hugged him tight, then he spotted Scott inching his way toward him. Scott changed his pace and began to walk up to him, hands out stretched, trying to hold back the tears.
"Ah come on * Sniff * Scott." Virgil grabbed his brother's hand and pulled him into a deep hug. Gordon joined the hug fest. The boys cried till they sank to the ground and started to laugh, as if their deaths were a cruel joke of nature.
"Now all that is left are John and Brains." Gordon looked at his father, who was smiling with pride at his boys.
"Why, what's happened?" Virgil asked
"We were in the temple."
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All the company ran down the hall of the dark dungeon. Virginia grabbed the keys and began opening and closing the dungeon doors. Finally the very last door opened and everyone ran inside, tending to each child; however, it seemed that call about Radon being killed was true. Nora's son was dead. The others seemed to be fine, beside the fact that they hadn't eaten in three days.
Nell ran over to his two children, Jack 'and Megan. Megan was 7 and her younger brother was 4. John smiled and wondered as he looked at his daughter, Emily. When was he going to be a grand father like his brothers--- But they were dead.
"What the fuck---Brains, come over here." Brains moved away from Dena's daughter, Theoria and walked over to John. He looked tired, almost to the point of exhaustion.
"Brains, what do you notice wrong here?" John asked and patted Brink's son Farrol on the head.
"I-I'm not sure I follow you-- uh-- John."
"If Virgil, Gordon, and Scott are all dead---why are their kids still here?" John pointed at Dena and Brink. Brains shrugged.
"Then if my theory is correct then---well---Scotty, Virg, and Gordo are back in 2065. Right as rain." John laughed. For once, it was he who was thinking up things instead of Brains
Brains nodded, and then slapped his forehead, as if it should have been obvious.
"Of course- uh uh- since your brothers and I weren't meant to be here, if we're killed we'll automatically be transported back to the year 2065- brilliant," Brains said, going into his own little world which everyone else likes to call genius.
"All right, everyone we have over-" Nora stopped as a voice came over an intercom.
"All right, you balls of pus, you have thirty minutes to get out." Adnan's voice rang in their ears.
"Lets go." Nora said, picking up Jack and running out the dungeon door.