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Chapter 3

Massimo dreamed. A hard horrid voice called him and he was running, running down a long darkened creepy 

Corridor towards the voice. But as soon as he drew closer, the sound

Shifted further away. It was his old annite Lol ‘s voice, he was sure. Massimo still tried to see

Her but seven long years have passed and all that he could remember was fuzzy Shape, a blurred dark outline

, the feeling of cold and that voice- something ruff  something uncomforting but always indistinct. It was as if a part of him would always be lying in side lost forever

 

He woke up with the start of morning sunlight shing as shiny could be, as it was flited through the tiny gaps in the wooden slates of the attic. Jimmy slept Mr. Snake did not as he was shedding his skin.  He paused mid-hiss and stared at him with his red and black eyes wide open.  Massimo crept over and began to twist the brass key.  After quite a while he did a big yawn and muttered, “That’s better.  By all that ticks and tocks it is time to get back what is rightfully yours.  I saw the professor only twenty minutes ago and the rapscallion is preparing his silver airship so up you get lazy bones.  We have a lot of work to do!”

 

“Oi I was having a good dream,” protested Jimmy.  Yawning, he stretched and rubbed his weary eyes.

 

A few moments later the gang of three unlikely musketeers clambered over the brick wall towards where the silver airship was tethered.  The heating fires roared and the balloon was flying rapidly.  They watched as the professor carried a wooden box with the keyhole on top of it.  On board he placed it carefully on the flight deck.  As he made his way back to Giovanetti Bridge Manor, Mr Snake hissed softly ” Heave  my hearties, here we go.”

 

Scampering across the field Mr. Snake charged towards the walkway up to the wooden walkway the children were just behind them and it was Jimmy who undid the latch on the wooden casket to the relief the macguffin was there with jaune hartman’s designs 

 

Fees thunders scoundrels rapscallions cutthroats pocket pinchers ROM readers airship looters rather the professor rushing towards the airship at the speed that was impressive for a man of his side result his hesitating Lily grabbed their ships guide ropes and slung the hooks to the one side

 

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