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Jade Roxanne
Evil Micella
Iris Violetta Frankenmeyer
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I decided to believe that the things in front of me were really Klaus, Violet and--
"Sunny!" said the Sunny one. Well, actually, it looked more Shadowy than Sunny, but they all did.
"Is it really you?" said Duncan. "Can it really, really be you?" NO! screamed my mind, the trust in his voice banishing my hope that it was the Baudelaires. NO, Duncan, don't let them fool you. If they fool you, you're dead. They'll take you away and—
"Oh, yes," said the Violet one. It's voice was trembly. I realized it was starting to cry.
"It's really the Baudelaires," I told Duncan and myself. "We're not dreaming, Duncan. They're really here." I reached out my hand and touched the hand of the thing that I realized was Violet Baudelaire.
I moved towards the front of the cage and Duncan followed me. They put their hands in the bars and we kind of hugged each other. Well, sort of. More like a handshake.
After I shook Violet's hand, I shook Sunny's tiny one, and than I took a deep breath and touched Klaus's hand. It felt real, more real than the cage, more real than the dark, more real than anything else.
"How in the world did you know where we were?" I breathed, because as soon as I saw him, I got that breathless, dizzy feeling again. "We don't even know where we are."
"You're in a secret passageway inside 667 Dark Avenue," said Klaus in the voice that made my world kind go all fuzzy. "But we didn't know you'd be here. We were just trying to find out what Gunther—that's was Olaf is calling himself now—was up to, and our search led us all the way down here."
"I know what he's calling himself," said Duncan, snapping me back into reality as he flipped open his notebook, "and I know what he's up to. Every second we spend with him all he does is brag about his horrible plans, and when he's not looking, I write down everything he tells us so I don't forget it. Even though I'm a kidnap victim, I'm still a journalist." He's a kidnap victim? As in, singular pronoun? As in, he was the only kidnap victim who happened to be here.
I gave a little cough to remind him he was also still a triplet. "And I'm still a poet," I added. "Listen to this:
On Auction Day, when the sun goes down,
Gunther will sneak us out of town."
"How will he do that?" asked Violet as I was about to read my poem about Klaus's forehead. "The police have been informed of your kidnapping and are on the lookout."
Gee, thanks Violet, I thought. Gosh, when they come down on their shift down here, we'll remind them about us. Golly, that's a good idea! Say, we ought to have thought of that sooner! Swell!
"I know," said Duncan. "Gunther wants to smuggled us out of the city and hide us away on some island where the police won't find us. He'll keep us on the island until we come of age and he can steal the Quagmire fortune." No duh, Duncan. As opposed to the Addams family fortune? God. "Once he has our fortune, he says, he'll take us and—"
"Don't say it!" I said, covering my ears. "He's told us so many horrible things. I can't stand to hear them again!" I tried to focus on Klaus and forget our very frightening dilemma.
"Don't worry, Isadora," said Klaus. The world began to swirl again. "We'll alert the authorities and they'll arrest him before he can do anything." Oh. He was so perfect. I had to tell him I liked him. But—what if he had a girlfriend? What if they were in some weird cult and he couldn't date?
"But it's almost too late," Duncan said. I reached out through the bars and held Klaus's hand. He didn't let go and I decided he was not dating or in a cult. I squeezed his hand tighter." The In Auction is tomorrow. He's going to hide us in on of the items and have one of his associates place the highest bid."
The words made my stomach lurch. How could they do that? Our escaping would be impossible. Well, the Baudelaires were here. One thing I'd previously thought impossible.
Maybe, just maybe, our lives were starting to brighten up again.
Little did I know how very wrong that was...
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