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Danny glared at the pink suitcase in his hand. It was now his official enemy.
"God I hate you," he snarled. He started to walk down the stairs, struggling with it. Then he decided to just throw it down. It fell down with a bang, he smiled.
"Ha, you got what you deserved," he smiled.
"Talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity Danny," Claudine said, eyeing him mysteriously.
"I wasn't talking to myself, I was talking to the suitcase," he said, pointing at the battered suitcase.
"That's even worse man. You talking to your own pink spotty suitcase," BB said, coming forward to examine the suitcase.
"It's not mine," Danny said slowly, anger bubbling up inside of him.
"Then, why are you taking it?" asked Jez.
"Because mine is covered in blood," he snarled.
"Oh, that's why, I thought you were going insane," BB said, finally grasping the situation. Danny was just about to respond when Lola crashed through the door.
"Taxi's here guys, everyone in," she shouted. Danny picked up his suitcase and went out the door. He squeezed in-between Jez and Claudine.
"Well.. This is cosy isn't it," he said, eyeing Claudine and swinging his arms around both of them.
"Oh, go and ----- yourself Danny," she spat.
"Ooohhhh… foul mouth," he jeered.
"Shut up you two! Let's get going," yelled BB.
"Wait Tristan and Lauren aren't here," he said, glancing around to check he wasn't wrong.
"They are going to meet us there," Lola said, wincing.
"Oh," said Danny his heart sinking as he though about what she could be doing. Claudine bit down hard on her lip, trying not to say anything.
"Cheer up man!" smiled BB, "We're going to solve a mystery!"
"Ok," he said, feeling a miniscule amount happier.
It took them a long time to get to the house where they would be staying for a few nights. It was huge and very old fashioned, it was like walking back in time. They were greeted by two people , in historic dress.
"Welcome, young ones. I am your butler Mr Hawcett," wheezed the old man.
"Yes, hello, I am Mrs Dobson. I am the cleaner, so will you try not to make my job any harder than it already is," she snarled. The gang looked at each other, starting to get frightened of her.
"You will have to be given roles, we won't have time to learn your real names so please use these, plus the roles will help the story unfold," said Mr Hawcett.
"I will read through a list of names and I wan tone of you to claim them," said Mrs Dobson coldly.
"I see two members of your party are not here, will they be arriving shortly?" asked Mr Hawcett warmly.
"Yes, they should be here soon," replied Jez, smiling at Mr Hawcett.
"Okay then, well they will have what names aren't wanted then won't they," said Mrs Dobson. "Right who would like to be the suave and sophisticated Edward Swan?"
"I'll be Edward!" yelled Jez. "Just like in Twilight!"
"Oh no! More twilight talk!" yelled BB.
"Compose yourselves. Who would like to be Edwards wife the sweet Isabella?"
"Well I think that should be Claudine. She's not sweet, but she could pass as Jez's wife," Danny said jokily.
"If there is some man who has to parade around in his underwear, I'm putting you forward," she said, glaring at him.
"I'm sure you would like to see Jez in the nude more than me darling," he said winking at her. Her face went a bright red and her eyes darkened.
"Oi mate…" started Jez.
"Please! That is enough!" yelled Mrs Dobson. "Who would like to play the role of the quiet, but smart man, Johnson James?"
"I'll do that, it sounds quite cool," offered BB.
"Alright. Next there is the role of the eccentric woman, Anna Cavhill."
"Oh, oh, me, me!" yelled Lola.
"Yes dear you can have the part, but don't get that excited, it is not what we expect," reminded Mrs Dobson. "Now, there is the role of Jonas Pendragon, the nicest man in town, who is in love with Scarlet, the prettiest girl in town."
"Oh, that sounds like me," said Danny.
"Good. So that leaves your friends with the roles of Harry, a boring and plain man, and Scarlet," she said. "Harry and Scarlet will reside in the carriage house, while you will be in the main building. Your costumes and character information are on your dressing tables. Dinner will be at 8 o'clock. Sharp." With that they swept into the house. Just as the gang were about to follow, Jez pulled them back.
"Have you guys realised that you have the same name as you did in those scripts the other day," he said.
"I hadn't though about it," said Claudine.
"It's must a very weird coincidence," said Danny, shaking his head.
"Or maybe Mr Nugeant planned it," said BB.
"Mmm…" muttered Jez, still not convinced.
"Anyway let's go check our these costumes," said Lola, dismissing any negative thoughts. If only they knew what they were getting themselves in for…