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Magic key House

The same key could change the whole world, but there were people who wanted to misuse those keys, which were made of Magic

Waleed_Y · Fantaisie
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5 Chs

Battle OFF Key...

Allen's mother meets her colleague.

Angela, I didn't mean to spy on you. I just think it's great that you're signing up for more stuff. Maybe you can work on the newspaper, the debate team, or something. Just give me a break, all right? It's been two days. I barely know my way to class. I know; I'm sorry. I just... I just want you guys to find some happiness here.

I know. Keep an eye out for Jenifer, okay?

She doesn't make friends as easily as you.

See you at dinner. A car door opens, closes engine turns over; the car rumbles away. Bobby goes to a shop, and the shopkeeper eats with bobby. Help you with something? Um, yeah.

Do you sell any keys that look like this? Now, that's a cool one. I think it's maybe... 17th century. Do you mind? Wow, Well, that's lighter than any iron I've felt. Where did this come from? Stammers, I'm not sure.

Well, let me see what I've got here. Here jar of keys rattles. These don't seem to be worth much to anybody, including me. Go ahead, take a. Thank you. Shopping cart rattles, putty scraper clanks—ominous instrumentals. Sam, sing-spongy Jenifer Angela breathes heavily. Screaming.

Sam, I was hoping your dad would answer some questions, But he wasn't any help continued screaming Sam Will you help me, Jenifer? Sam, Last chance, Jenifer. Angela screams, whack Sam thuds. Indistinct chatter, locker clanks open, and locker door creaks. Allen. Hey, How's it going? Jenifer, well,

My brother left me high and dry in a sea of strangers, so... What are you, ten? The door creaks and slams shut. Look am sorry indistinct yelling. I'm just trying to make it through the day without going crazy. Seriously. Yeah, me to Allen. Hello, I'm sorry. Jaws are waiting for me. I should go. The door creaks open. Sorry, I'm a little early. Oh, no worries. Edward is just out with the snow blower, blowing us a back path. I'll go with him. No, I can wait. He doesn't like to leave until everything is done. I'm... glad that we have some time.

There's something I want to ask you about. Do you want some tea? When I was talking to the English teacher, joe Ridgeway, um, he referred to something, some kind of... tragedy. What was he talking about? At the, uh... the end of our senior year... there was an accident.

Three of our friends drowned.

Oh, my god. Where? In the batch. its about a half mile north of here. We had all just graduated, and we were... parting and not thinking about the tides. I'm so sorry. Why wouldn't Edward have told me about this? Maybe he just didn't want to visit it. It was the most painful thing that had ever happened to us. I mean, stammers never talk about it myself. David... Kelly sighs. I mean, I know most people think high school romances. Who cares? But... he was something special.

The clinking device knocks and thuds, sighs, heavy breathing, steady exhale device cranking, suspenseful instrumentals device clanks shut, gasps device slowly cranks, struggles, continues cranking, grunts, exhales metal scrapes and clicks, sighs in relief, exhales rattling Lets put this key in it. Suspenseful instrumentals crescendo to silence ominous instrumentals. Stop with the drama, bro. It's just a scratch. Brinker scoffs door closes.

Hey Logan. What's up? Logan Something wrong? Javid Yeah. Some garbage person keyed my car for no reason. Ah, that sucks. Have any idea who might have done it? jive |No. No one saw the piece of shit. Galas scrapes. Logan clicks their tongue. Tough break, man. The door closes Brinker, hushed. Hey... Hey. Sighs, I should get home.

My little brother is kind of-- Oh, no way, bro. I'm mourning the loss of my paint job. We need to drink. No, seriously-- See you later, Logan. Allen, what are you doing? Allen, Hey. Dude, it's fine. We do this all the time. Bro just tucks it under your arm and follow our lead. lets go.

Clerk, What do you think you're doing? Feet shuffling, clerk grunts, door alarm rings. Are you okay? Grunts and sighs. Look, I, um... I don't even want this. Can you please just... take it back? Not how it works, kid. Please, I just-- Logan. Hey. I was wondering where you want to go. I just went to the bathroom for a second, which isn't the most accessible bathroom I've ever been in. Thanks for holding my beer for me, man. Clark id. Do you even know this kid? Yeah, that's Allen.

You heard of Locke, right?

They just moved into Magic House. Oh. Right. Yeah. My condolences. Logan, Keep the change, man. See you around, Allen. The doorbell sounds foreboding instrumentals, curious instrumentals, key opening crinkles exhales steadily, and rattling door creaks open. Bobby, hi. Did you miss me? Door closes. I had a wonderful day because of you. It was so much fun.

I even won you- My gosh. - dubious instrumentals What... did you find? Trap snaps shut, Bobby. Did you think you could trap me and then make me give you back the key? I thought we were friends. We were not friends. You lied to me, and you tried to kill my mom.

What other keys have you found? I haven't found any more. Hushed. Well... maybe you need to try harder, and when you find them, you'll give them back to me. Yelling, and why would I do that? Sharp inhale because when I come back, I m not going to be so nice. Struggling, bobby gasps and struggles. Bobby gasps,

The pants are coughing and gasping. Happy hunting, bobby. Key rattles in the lock. Bobby grunts, the door creaks open wind, whirs Bobby gasps for air and coughs—duct tape. A dog barks in the distance.

Thanks to duct tape, tears beaded curtains rattle. What's up? I'm Gabe. Craft service? Scot Oh, yeah, sorry. Gabe is new to Matheson, too. Yeah, we were on a frantic search for our monster, so we offered him friendship in exchange for wearing a suit that doesn't breathe...