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Post by Claire de Cerises on Jan 22, 2006 17:18:13 GMT -5
"Yes, who is this Count Olaf?"
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Post by Sugary Snicket on Jan 22, 2006 17:19:58 GMT -5
Crystal sat bolt upright. Olaf hadn't been fooled by her ruse. She should have thought of that; Olaf wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but he wasn't a dumbbell, either. "Uh, how about we go upstairs and play checkers?" she advised, hoping that Olaf hadn't seen her, and WOULDN'T see her.
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Post by twistedbrain on Jan 22, 2006 17:20:36 GMT -5
"Okay. But once we get up there, tell us who Count Olaf is."
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Post by Skeleton Key on Jan 22, 2006 17:21:09 GMT -5
"That sounds like a great idea. Come on, I'll get my checkers." Melantha said quickly, having had her own bad experience with Count Olaf.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Jan 22, 2006 17:21:16 GMT -5
Cassandra nodded in agreement.
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Post by Melosa on Jan 22, 2006 17:21:49 GMT -5
Mara's mouth dropped open an inch or two. "You don't know who Count Olaf is?" she said. When Cassandra shook her head, Mara pulled a PA out of her pocket, turning it on, she turned the glowing screen toward Cassandra and the others.
"Count Olaf is a murderer, thief, con-man, and all-around bum." she said. "Just look at all the terrible things he's done!"
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Post by twistedbrain on Jan 22, 2006 17:25:46 GMT -5
Rebecca Ann gasped, which was a rare thing for her. Few things startled her.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Jan 22, 2006 17:26:11 GMT -5
"Oh, wow," Cassandra said with amazement. She worried that her alternate personality would choose to follow his example.
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Post by twistedbrain on Jan 22, 2006 17:26:57 GMT -5
As if she read Cassandra's mind, Rebecca Ann glanced at her.
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Post by Sugary Snicket on Jan 22, 2006 17:27:11 GMT -5
"He's after me, and several others as well," Crystal said. "I prefer not to talk about him." She reached into her backpack emblazoned with her initials and the VFD insignia, took out a PDA, and accessed the GPS program. She quickly and expertly typed a few numbers, then said "It would appear that Olaf is trying to find a side route. Hey, you," She glanced at Melantha. "You are the hostess, right? Does your house have any trapdoors or side entrances?"
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Post by Skeleton Key on Jan 22, 2006 17:29:31 GMT -5
"Only my lab. The door to the cellar is outside. This is an old house."
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Post by twistedbrain on Jan 22, 2006 17:30:24 GMT -5
"Lead the way."
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Post by Skeleton Key on Jan 22, 2006 17:33:13 GMT -5
Melantha lead them upstairs to her room. She opened a trapdoor behind her dresser. A long rope ladder dangled down into the darkness.
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Post by Sugary Snicket on Jan 22, 2006 17:34:24 GMT -5
"Please do. He may have gotten in that way. Either that, or he hasn't found it yet." Little did they know that Olaf was listening to every word they said.....
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Post by twistedbrain on Jan 22, 2006 17:34:33 GMT -5
"Wow. It sure is a long way down."
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