Ms Ferguson, a really intelligent archeologist was exploring  an old, abandoned factory. Everywhere was covered in dust and soot. On most of the machines, Ms Ferguson would find names of kids called Agatha, Alice, Anne, William, James, George, Gillian and loads more. Behind one of the machines, something caught Ms Ferguson’s eye. It was a table. The table looked very peculiar. Not only was that strange, there was a note on the table. It took a few minutes for her to figure out what it said. Confused, baffled, dazed, she finally found out what it said. “Take care of Monty for me, will ya?” Ms Ferguson new what that meant, and she had to get out fast..