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Ian. No...it couldn't have been. He was in federal prison. He can't get out. Can he?
No...he can't. He just...can't. But I swear, the image I saw looked VERY similar to his,
the height was the same, and that somewhat creepy feeling was there, too. I suddenly
felt a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach, knowing that something wasn't right.
Something was going on. And it was bad. REAL bad.
'Should I tell Ben?' I thought. 'Should I just tell him that something's wrong with
me and tell him what it is?'
Instantly after that thought, Ben knew he had to get whatever what was hiding in me
finally out. "Abigail, something's bothering you real bad now. And you're hiding whatever
is from me. Please tell me wrong, Abigail!"
I wanted to tell him so badly, but a factor inside of me kept me from doing what I
now needed to do. "Ben, there's nothing wrong. Trust me," was my response.
"Okay. Now, you're just lying. Look, if you don't tell me what's going on, I'll be forced
to go to extremes I really don't want to go with you, but will have to be done."
I let out a huge sigh. "Okay, okay! Look...I'll tell you what's going on." I knew I was going
to lose the battle sooner or later against him, so I decided sooner was better.
There was a long pause before Ben said, "Are you going to tell me anytime in the near
future?"
"Yeah. Just give me a minute to think of how to...explain this."
There was another long pause before I started. "Okay. Well..we were in Cairo, just
about to leave. When, I was walking on the jet's stairs, I noticed...a...figure." I
stopped for a moment. Then, I continued. "T-This figure looked like...like..."
"Like who?"
I swallowed hard. "I-I-I-Ian."
Ben raised a brow at me. "Ian?"
"Y-Yeah."
"Why do you think this could've, or at least looked at Ian?"
"I-I don't know, Ben. But I have a bad feeling about this." I could tell I had the most
worried look and body language when Ben took my hand and put it into his.
"Don't worry," he assured me, squeezing my hand. "Everything will be ok...Everything
will be ok..."
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"Thank you for your information." Ian looked at Mr. Parker. "You don't know how much
you've helped me." He walked out into present day Cairo, thinking of a way to get this
scroll out of Ben's hands.
'But it's not going to be easy, though. That man will protect that thing with his life,' he
thought. Numbers of ideas kept running into his mind, giving him options on how he
could accomplish this. He kept tossing him out of his mind, though, due to all of the
evidence it could leave behind and that could lead to him back behind bars before he knew
it. There had to be a way for him to get the scroll either by distracting Ben or stealing it
silently. But how?
Then, he got a smirk on his face. "That scroll will be mine before Ben knows it." He had
just the perfect plan pop into his head. 'Thanks to that idiot Mr. Parker, this valuable
discovery will now belong to me.'
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"Riley! We're back!" Ben entered the hallway and walked into the living room as I followed
his heels. We stopped at the living room, looking at the wreck of the room.
"Oh, no." Ben sighed. I stood by his side and realized what he meant by 'Oh, no.' A wreck like this would take literally days to clean up before it actually looked decent. If we wanted the room in very good condition, it would take twice, maybe triple the time it took to make the area look decent. THIS is the reason why we don't leave anyone alone at our house, unless
it's the FBI, or it's absolutely necessary.
Riley turned his attention from the T.V. towards us. "Wuz up?"
Ben looked at him. "Riley, why does my living room look like a tornado just came through?"
"Huh?"
"Riley, there was actually a room here before we left. Where did it go?"
"What are you talking about?"
Ben was now getting VERY annoyed. "Riley, why is my home a mess?" he said impatiently.
"...Well...see, I kinda got somethings out. And...I sorta didn't know where they came from,
so I layed them around different places. Heh, heh, heh."
Ben probably could've killed him right at that moment, if he wanted to and if he wouldn't
be arrested, sent to court, found guilty, and be in jail for who knows how many years or
wind up dead. But Riley was his best friend, and Ben would never do anything like that to
him. Heck. Friends don't kill friends because due to wrecks in their living rooms, or I don't
think they do.
Ben turned his attention to the dining room table. The what used to be a spotless, clean, you
can look at your reflection table had a huge pizza box open on it with cheese, tomato sauce,
and crumbs covering the table.
"Oh, and sorry about your table. I was really hungry, and there was a lot of cheese on it. So
when I went to get a slice, it went everywhere. And with my hunger, I dove into the pizza
and crumbs kinda got...everywhere and tomato sauce...went with it...too."
Ben looked at him again. "It's okay." He sighed. "We'll clean it up." He's very forgiving
at times like these. But I thought Riley was getting away with too much slack from him.
Riley looked at the scroll in Ben's hand. "Hey, what's that?" His eyes gleamed with
curiosity, just like a child at an amusement park.
"It's a scroll from the Library of Alexandria that was in the treasure. There's a different
type of print on it in a whole other appearance that is, what I think, a clue that might
lead us to another treasure."
"Ben, are you sure that is going to even lead us anywhere?"
"Well, it's worth a look into."
"Okay. I'm in. But can we start this tomorrow? This critical moment in my show is
very important and I can't miss it."
His friend chuckled. "Okay. That I can do. Why don't you sleep in your room upstairs
tonight instead of the nightmare of a couch you're on now?"
"Shhh! Quiet!"
"Well, see you in morning, I guess. Abigail and I are going upstairs."
"Quiet!"
"Okay, okay!" He turned around back to me. "Come on. Let's get ready for bed and leave
Riley to his 'business'," he said to me, lowering his voice.
We walked to the grand staircase, as Ben calls it, and walked up to our rooms. My legs
ached with pain from all of the walking they had to do today. Ben was right. It was time
to get ready for bed.
I slipped off my clothes and took a nice, warm shower. I dried off my body and dried my
hair with the hair dryer, brushed it and brushed my teeth. Then, I put on a pair of navy
blue pajamas and in about an hour after starting, I was in bed under the sheets, reading a
book in German.
Ten minutes later, Ben came into my room. "So, reading another book in German, I see."
I jumped up scared. "Oh. It's you, thank goodness. Uh..yeah. It's just another of one of
my classics."
He walked over to my bedside. "Okay. Well, I just came in here to say goodnight." He
leaned over and put his lips on mine lightly, like he does every night. Then, he pulled
away.
"Good night." Ben said.
"Night." Then, he left my room and went back into his own as I layed my head on my
pillow, starting to drift off into another world.
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I woke up to the sound of Ben calling out letters to Riley from downstairs. Ben talks
louder than it should be. 'Must be working on the clue,' I thought as I dragged my
body out of bed. I went into the bathroom and started to brush my bed hair as I still heard
noise from them. When the war of tangles was finally done, I walked downstairs to make
myself a regular cup of coffee since I couldn't get awake, and found Ben and Riley on
one of the cleaner recliners, working on the whatever it was that Ben found on the scroll.
I kept quiet, listening to what all of the letters Ben called out to Riley, trying to see if it
would form anything. But, it didn't make any sense to me on what this was. I sipped the
hot liquid and tried to see if my mind would clear up or think more clearly, but coffee
doesn't work that fast, however.
Finally, Ben stood up. "I think we've got it," he said to his friend, sounding satisfied. He
walked to the kitchen and was surprised to see me. "Abigail. I thought you haven't waken
up yet."
I smiled. "Surprise, surprise."
"So, what brings you up early this morning?" He walked to where I was standing, and our
lips touched gently before I could answer. When we pulled away, I told him.
"Well, I heard you from downstairs. I figured you were working on the clue with Riley, so
I came down here. Besides, with your loud voice, I can't go to sleep at all." I gave him a
small smile.
"Oh, really?" He smiled and swooped me in his arms for a moment and put me down.
Riley looked at us like if we were crazy. But, he was going to have to get used to us acting
like this all the time. Or we were going to have to wait and play with each other alone.
"So, does this clue lead to anything?"
"Well, we decoded it with a book from my library and turns out I was right." He turned
and faced his friend. "Right, Riley?"
"Hey, hey! Don't get all I'm-right-and-you're-wrong. This is only one thing. I can get
you some other time."
"So, what does it say?" I asked.
Ben turned to me. "It says, 'You think that the discovery has already been made, but it's
only the beginning. Your journey continues near the pyramids."
Okay. So the clue isn't the best one n the world, but that's all my mind could think
of today n 3rd period, which is gym. We got locks 4 our lockers today, so we didn't
change out, which gave me great thinking time.
Don't worry. The next chapter is on it's way! I'll b going 2 an eye appointment
tomorrow, and it's 1 ½ hrs. just 2 get there the least, so I'll hope 2 write a lot then!
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