Disclaimer I doubt they would let a jobless 14 year old own such a spectacular film…

A/N This the third chapter, as you can plainly see, I hope you like it! If you do tell me about it, in other words, review!

Ben Gates was tired.

Ben heaved the first big bag of silverware out of the trunk of his and his wife's Lincoln. They had just got back from their shopping trip, and now they were in the cool garage unloading the back. Well, Ben was unloading the bags. Aside him, Abi was reading a booklet on colors for painting the interior of their home.

"Ben, it says here that white is a very inviting color, oh, but we've already done our living room in yellow," Abi said, flipping through the pamphlet some more. "Oh, no, yellow's an inviting color too. Phew."

Abi rambled on about different colors as Ben tried to get their new appliance set out.

"That's fascinating, could you please excuse me, this large box is kind of heavy," he said hastily.

"Okay, okay," she said, moving to the side, finally helping with the bags.

Ben and Abi walked into their kitchen and dropped the load onto the counter. They heard some banging upstairs, but did not think much of it. Riley was always doing weird things. When it got annoying enough, they would check on him. When they finished with that load, they went right back out and got some more.

Riley thought he heard noises so he put his head against the filthy ground to confirm it. Yes, his thought was verified when he heard some banging on the counter in the kitchen. He immediately started banging on the dusty wooden floor to try to get the attention of his roommates. However, the only thing he accomplished was getting more dirt on him and in the air.

He figured that they probably thought he was doing some strange project again and were leaving him alone. True, Riley did try some weird things. Curse him and his odd behavior, because of it he was going to be trapped in there forever! Well, maybe not forever, but it would be a long time!

The young man sat down and started racking his brain for a plan to get Ben and Abi's attention. Maybe yelling would help.

"Ben, Abi, help me!" Riley cried at the top of his voice. "I'm trapped in a secret passage!"

Downstairs, Abi and Ben were trying to put together a table set. They heard Riley yelling but could not make out what he was saying.

"What is Riley whining about now?" Ben said exasperatedly, trying to screw on a very difficult piece.

"Something about being 'sapped in a bet sausage'?" Abi said puzzled. "I don't think I heard him correctly. Do you think I should check on him?"

"No, no, Riley's probably playing some sort of RPG game," he said, finishing up on the table. "He's fine. Come and help me bring this upstairs."

They grabbed both ends and started heaving it slowly up the stairs.

Riley was getting extremely frustrated. He tried everything, but Abi and Ben were not easily convinced. Riley had only one option left, break the roof in. It was not very logical, but Riley was so hungry and nothing should get in the way of Riley and his pizza.

Riley stomped about trying to pick a safe, hollow spot. Once he found one, he jumped incredibly high and came crashing down with a loud "thud." Riley tried about five more times until he stopped to catch his breath. This was sucking.

Ben and Abi placed the table in the center of their sitting room. Once that was finished, Abi wiped off a couple of fingerprints then admired it thoughtfully. A second later, roof powder was falling down on top of it, along with six faint "thuds." They stared gaping at the roof until it stopped.

Abi shook her head and sighed, "Riley can be so destructive."

"How could Riley be up there, if his room is next door?" Ben asked, a quizzical look playing across his face.

They stared once again at the ceiling. Something weird was going on; they could not ignore it any longer. They shook themselves from their staring and headed toward Riley's room. Once there, they started calling for him. Hearing no answer, they began to get very worried.

"Maybe it was him that was making that thudding?" Abi asked, staring at Ben fearfully.

"I don't know how he could have gotten up there though…" Ben said. "But we have to get him out."

"Let's go back to the living room and see if he can hear us," she said, already walking quickly back to the living room.

Riley was close to crying, and it wasn't because of the dust. He sat on the floor, still panting from the jumping, when he heard some dim, familiar voice beneath him.

"Riley, are you up there?" the faded, concerned voice of Abi asked through the floor.

Quickly, Riley put his ear close to ground, anxious for some help.

"Abi, is that you?" he asked apprehensively.

"Of course it is," she replied. "Riley, how the heck did you get up there?"

"Ummm, it's a little hard to explain…" he replied.

"Do you want to stay up there?" the faint voice of Ben asked the disbelief evident.

"Heck no."

A/N I know it's once again a big cliffy, I just like getting ideas for next chapters (and reviews). Thank you for all the reviews from the last chapter, very constructive. Please, do it again!

Sarah