Brook breathe easily but what she saw was surprising for her, it was a view she never expected, Don was standing still in the hallway upstairs completely naked.
Brook thought that she was dreaming, closed her eyes tight then reopened them to see that the hallway was empty once more, she wasn’t sure if what she saw was real or it was just created in her imagination. Dale finally calmed down, and Brook, still thinking about what she saw, grabbed her brother’s hand and start searching for the chocolate eggs in the garden.
It was silent, very silent, but the wind was still howling. The garden was scary or at least, that was what Brook felt when she went out with her brother. Dale could see an owl standing on a branch on the top of a tree that was there and he said to his sister:
“Look at that owl Brook, it is looking at me, it is watching us,”
“No honey, of course, it is not, it is just sleeping there,” Brook replied reassuring her brother.
Brook had never been superstitious from owls, she had always loved animals, and she believed that the owl was just a poor animal like the rest. Luckily, there was a lamp in the garden which made it look lighter. It helped Brook to find the mark of the place in which the chocolate eggs were buried. But the only problem was to find a shovel around. Brook had no choice but to call someone of her relatives t help her dig the ground.
“Jean, Julian; are you there? Is anybody here? I need some help with digging the ground here.
Brook heard a noise and she thought one of her relatives heard her and came over to help her but the sound was rather coming from the bushes and Brook started to worry and freak out:
“Stay right next to me Dale,” Brook said.
And while Dale nodded, Brook picked up a wooden stick she found while to find out whom it was:
“Hello; is anybody here? Don is it you, come on, stop playing this game, you are scaring me.” Brook inquired in a low voice carefully.
And while the place started to sink in silence, something jumped at Brook while the latter fell to the ground and started screaming loudly:
“Help, help, please help me.”
Her screams were loud enough to bring all her relatives out to see what was going on but luckily, that thing that jumped on Brook seemed to be no more than a wild cat. Everybody started laughing at Brook and the latter blushed because of her childish behavior. And after a long moment of laughter, Brook said:
“Listen to me guys, I think I have found those chocolate eggs, but I need help to dig the ground, can anyone of you find a shovel and help me doing it?”
“Oh did you really find it? Very nice, we are already fed up and we need to sleep, it getting late, so it is a relief you have found it, I think I saw a shovel somewhere around, wait, I will go and get it.” Glenn said, he was the only serious one among Brook’s relatives but he looked sad all the time and he barely spoke some words, it seemed as if he was hiding something but what it was, nobody knew.
Few minutes later, Glenn showed up carrying a shovel in his hand, where he got it, nobody could tell but it seemed that he knew the place very well as if he was there before; he knew every corner inside the castle as if it was his own house. But he didn’t want to dig and just threw the shovel to Don asking him to start digging the ground:
“I think I’m too drunk to do it myself, could you dig Don? It won’t take much time.”
“You always assign me the hard missions.” Don objected but at last, he agreed and started digging.
A few minutes passed while everybody was focusing on the whole getting deeper and deeper but there seemed to be no box of chocolate at all, and when Don was about to stop digging, his shovel hit something hard, he thought it was a rock and he asked for more light.
“Hey, James, can you focus the light of the torch in here? It seems that I have found something, come on quickly guys, I found the chocolate eggs.”Don
Brook thought that she was dreaming, closed her eyes tight then reopened them to see that the hallway was empty once more, she wasn’t sure if what she saw was real or it was just created in her imagination. Dale finally calmed down, and Brook, still thinking about what she saw, grabbed her brother’s hand and start searching for the chocolate eggs in the garden.
It was silent, very silent, but the wind was still howling. The garden was scary or at least, that was what Brook felt when she went out with her brother. Dale could see an owl standing on a branch on the top of a tree that was there and he said to his sister:
“Look at that owl Brook, it is looking at me, it is watching us,”
“No honey, of course, it is not, it is just sleeping there,” Brook replied reassuring her brother.
Brook had never been superstitious from owls, she had always loved animals, and she believed that the owl was just a poor animal like the rest. Luckily, there was a lamp in the garden which made it look lighter. It helped Brook to find the mark of the place in which the chocolate eggs were buried. But the only problem was to find a shovel around. Brook had no choice but to call someone of her relatives t help her dig the ground.
“Jean, Julian; are you there? Is anybody here? I need some help with digging the ground here.
Brook heard a noise and she thought one of her relatives heard her and came over to help her but the sound was rather coming from the bushes and Brook started to worry and freak out:
“Stay right next to me Dale,” Brook said.
And while Dale nodded, Brook picked up a wooden stick she found while to find out whom it was:
“Hello; is anybody here? Don is it you, come on, stop playing this game, you are scaring me.” Brook inquired in a low voice carefully.
And while the place started to sink in silence, something jumped at Brook while the latter fell to the ground and started screaming loudly:
“Help, help, please help me.”
Her screams were loud enough to bring all her relatives out to see what was going on but luckily, that thing that jumped on Brook seemed to be no more than a wild cat. Everybody started laughing at Brook and the latter blushed because of her childish behavior. And after a long moment of laughter, Brook said:
“Listen to me guys, I think I have found those chocolate eggs, but I need help to dig the ground, can anyone of you find a shovel and help me doing it?”
“Oh did you really find it? Very nice, we are already fed up and we need to sleep, it getting late, so it is a relief you have found it, I think I saw a shovel somewhere around, wait, I will go and get it.” Glenn said, he was the only serious one among Brook’s relatives but he looked sad all the time and he barely spoke some words, it seemed as if he was hiding something but what it was, nobody knew.
Few minutes later, Glenn showed up carrying a shovel in his hand, where he got it, nobody could tell but it seemed that he knew the place very well as if he was there before; he knew every corner inside the castle as if it was his own house. But he didn’t want to dig and just threw the shovel to Don asking him to start digging the ground:
“I think I’m too drunk to do it myself, could you dig Don? It won’t take much time.”
“You always assign me the hard missions.” Don objected but at last, he agreed and started digging.
A few minutes passed while everybody was focusing on the whole getting deeper and deeper but there seemed to be no box of chocolate at all, and when Don was about to stop digging, his shovel hit something hard, he thought it was a rock and he asked for more light.
“Hey, James, can you focus the light of the torch in here? It seems that I have found something, come on quickly guys, I found the chocolate eggs.”Don
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