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- "Well
... uh ... I heard something, but it didn't make any sense."
- "They
never make sense," Courtney stated. "What did you hear?"
- "Something
about a Wizard and a Dark Knight."
- "Is that
all?!" Morgan asked. She rarely raised her voice, but this time
she had -- and she didn't sound happy.
- "If there
was more, I'd tell you."
"Stop
fighting, you two," Courtney said, intervening once again. "Maybe
we can figure this out without knowing the whole riddle. Let's
see. Wizards. Dark knights."
- "Maybe
we're going to meet Merlin," Collin said, his mind conjuring
up images of Arthur and the Round Table, swords and armor. He
thought about rooms filled with treasure, too. There had to
be some rewards after all these crazy trips. "If we have landed
in Merlin's time, maybe he can teach us how to turn straw into
gold."
- "That's
scientifically impossible, Collin," Morgan stated. "Even you
know that."
- "Yeah,
sure." Collin grinned. "I just like to give you a bad time."
- "Hey,
look!" Courtney called out. "Behind you, Collin. Light."
- Collin
twisted around in the confining space and pushed against the
wall where a thin crack of faint light appeared near the floor.
They were stuck in something like a closet. Collin ran his hands
over the wall until he found a knob. He twisted it, then fell
out into the light when a small door opened.
- Collin
stood up in a narrow hallway, while Morgan and Courtney crawled
out of the cabinet hidden away under a flight of stairs.
- Together
they cautiously walked down the hallway and into a sparsely
furnished room. A few wooden chairs and tables were scattered
about. A kerosene lamp sat on one of the tables and it gave
out only a very dim light. Collin peeked out a window. It was
dark outside -- no moon, no stars, no street or porch lights.
- "This
doesn't look much like Merlin's cave," Morgan said sarcastically.
She grabbed hold of the banister and started to climb the stairs.
"There's light up there. Want me to check it out?".
- "Let's
all go," said Collin. Geez, he was supposed to be the hero,
but Morgan was getting braver with every trip. He'd have to
think of some other way to impress her.
- At the
top of the stairs, they stepped into a long and narrow room.
Bookshelves lined the walls. They were scattered with ledgers,
leather bound books, and stacks and stacks of paper. One shelf
toward the back of the room was filled with glass jars containing
colored liquids, crystals, and powders.
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