The museum had been closed for a while now. It was reaching November and the exhibit was finally complete. Larry got more, and more nervous as time went by. Later that morning the artist and writers had come, and put in their places.

Rebecca walked into his little office, "Larry."

"Yes," he replied.

"I'm staying tonight," she stated sitting on the little couch.

He looked at her confused, "What do you mean?"

"I'm staying to help out," she answered.

Rolling his eyes, "I will be fine; anyways I have everyone here to help me out."

"I know as well…" handing him a list. "There are some people; I'd like to meet like for instance. One of them is William Shakespeare!"

"Wow!"

Their conversation was silenced when Dr. McPhee walked into the room. "Everyone's gone now- why, why Rebecca what are you doing here?! The museum should be empty now, besides for Mr. Daley, and I," he said in his annoyed voice. "Now, out, out!"

As she headed out the door, "See you later Larry," she muttered.

When she was finally out, Dr. McPhee returned to Larry. "Now, make sure nothing happens to the museum. Tonight is more important than other nights; I mean tomorrow is the showing of the hall. If anything, even the slightest little thing is messed up-tell me if I'm not clear."

"You're clear, I've got it," Larry replied.

"See you in the morning," he said leaving the office.

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Rebecca had returned later on it was now seven fifty-nine. They stood in front of the door, waiting for it to happen. One more minute it was torture, every minute before had seemed to go slower. Finally it reached eight o'clock.

The noises could be heard as usual, though nothing was heard from inside the room. Teddy alongside Sacagawea and Ahkmenrah came over to where they stood.

"What is going on in there?" Sacagawea asked impatiently.

More people soon gathered to the door still no sound.

Until someone from inside said in an old gruff voice of an old man, "Dove il inferno superficie noi?" Immediately Christopher Columbus headed to the front of the door.

"Ciao, per favore venire fuori," he said in Italian.

The door was reluctantly opened to show an old man in clothing some what similar to Columbus's. Whispers were heard around the room. Columbus asked who he was.

"Sono, Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci," Leonardo stated. The doors opened more to show another older man not as old, but close who wore similar clothes.

Columbus asked who he was.

"Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni," he said.

"That's it!" a voice said from behind the men were pushed aside by a man in an old fashioned suit. "What on earth is going on here?!"

A woman with brownish reddish hair walked up, "Yes what is going on?" Soon Michelangelo, Leonardo, and Christopher were talking. The man and woman were talking about how ridiculous this was. Everyone began to speak it louder, and louder. Slowly four other people walked out of the room.

"Everybody, everybody please!" Larry yelled soon it grew silent. "Thank you-."

"Excuse me sir, but could you kindly tell me and the…others. What is going on for I quite don't understand what is going on here," a young woman with brown hair, wearing a dress from the eighteenth century style, asked calmly.

Larry sighed relieved by her calmness, "Yes I will um…who are you?"

"I am Jane Austen."

"Well it is very nice to meet you Jane I'm Larry."

"Hello Larry," she greeted curtseying. Turning to the other three Larry asked who they were.

"Murasaki Shikibu," a woman with long black hair answered.

The other woman, "Emily Dickinson sir it is a pleasure to meet you."

"William Shakespeare," the last man said.

Larry turned to the two who had first asked what was going on. "I'm Laura Wilder," she said.

"Samuel Clemens," he said in annoyance. "Now that we all know each other, what is going on?!"

"Calm yourself!" Teddy chimed in. "Give Larry a chance to speak!"

Samuel scowled at him, "I Don't have to listen to you! Who do you think you are?! Speaking to me like that!"

Teddy walked up to him, "For your information I am Theodore Roosevelt twenty-sixth president of these United States. So don't upset with me."

"Teddy, Samuel break it up!" Larry said. "Now Sam…how do you like Sam for short?"

"Mark sir," he said.

Larry was confused, "That doesn't go with Samuel?"

"Mark or nothing."

"Okay, Mark now you all better listen good this is a long story," Larry said. Then he told them everything.

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