"I see. Gnomes,
open that door! We shall see what has become of our
enemy," says Grub.
"Aye aye," says the
Leuitenant.
The gnomes go to the door a push it
open.
"I should have known," says Grub, looking
into the room.
Inside was a pedestal. On the
pedestal was a linking
book.
_____________________________ Proud
Member Researcher/Adventurer for the Institute for
Advaced Explorations of Myst Worlds NICE
(Numbingly Interested and Curious Explorer)
This is not acceptable.
You've inly had your title back for a few days, and NOW
IT'S GONE AGAIN?!
MODS!
_____________________________ Proud
Member Researcher/Adventurer for the Institute for
Advaced Explorations of Myst Worlds NICE
(Numbingly Interested and Curious Explorer)
There is a flash of lights in the
archway where the door to the B.A.H.R.O. office is
located. A shadowy figure steps out of nowhere through
the lights, and goes in the door. In the office, the
figure takes a piece of paper from a pocket, and lays it
on Cruiser's desk. Then it goes back out into the
archway, and steps back through the lights. The lights
disappear.
Back in the office, on the desk, is
the paper. On it is written.....
Cruiser.. The
work you are doing here is outstanding. I am sort of
behind the scenes for a while just now. You won't see me
very often, but I wanted you to know that I am watching,
and that I appreciate the job you are doing. Yeesha also
watches. Grizz
_______________________________ Co-owner
of the DISCO in the Hood.
You certainly do look
dashing today, Theitris. I am truly sorry about the
title.
_____________________________ Proud
Member Researcher/Adventurer for the Institute for
Advaced Explorations of Myst Worlds NICE
(Numbingly Interested and Curious Explorer)
"Uh?" said Speedy and Dr
Warrell. "They had access to linking books?" asked
FM. "Linking books?" asked Grub. "Yeah, you know,
books that can transport people to other places?"
explained Grassie. "Oh! You mean a Viahalebro," said
one of the other gnomes. "What?" asked Grassie. "A
Viahalebro?" asked Dr Warrell. "Yes, a special batch
of books that have moving pictures in them and when you
touch them, you disappear and go to that moving image.
They have been here for a long time..." explained
Grub. "Wait a minute. How long have they been here?"
asked FM. "Before the knights came, of course, but we
did not make them. The people before the knights did,"
said another gnome. "People?" Speedy asked. "Yep,
just like yourselves... well, except for you two," said
Grub, meaning Speedy and Grassie. The forumites
gasped. "The D'ni!" they all said together. "The
who?" asked the gnomes, confused. "The D'ni. That is
where we originally came from. You see... the original
people from that land died a long time ago, over 10,000
years ago in our time, and recently, we have
rediscovered this land and the link to this world. We're
exploring these worlds to see what is still alive and to
find out more of the D'ni people," Grassie
said. "Ahh..." said the gnomes. "Well, since you
helped me escape and get rid of these knights, we still
owe you," said Grub. "We didn't..." Dr Warrell
started but Speedy jabbed him in the side. "Umm...
what kind of things could you do?" asked
Speedy. "Anything within reason. No taking over this
world again though!" said Grub with a scowl. "That's
fine. We're not looking for more land, but instead more
knowledge. Do you think that you can copy all of your
information about the D'ni you have?" asked FM. "And
the animals of this age, of course!" chimed in
Merlin. "That's trivial!" said a gnome. "We'll
gladly do it. In the meantime, we shall feast and
celebrate the day that the knights finally left!" said
Grub, and the gnomes cheered. Slowly, the crowd began
to thin out. Merlin was very curious though on where the
knights had travelled to. He walked over and peered into
the book. This was the image he saw in it:
After spending an
exorbitant amount of time freshening up, Veronica
re-enters Chuckles office and with much grace and poise,
sits in the chair in front of his desk, she over
compensates when she hits the water spot on the floor
and careens over in the chair, just barely regaining her
balance.
Acting as if nothing had happened,
Chuckles asked "Why is it exactly you are
here?"
"I need to find my real parents and I did
not know who else to ask. You are the only person
I know of that is in security in the cavern. Um, that
was not to say you are insecure at all, it is just
that...I um.."
Merlin is looking at the page
when he has an idea.
"It just might
work..."
He stands back and utters a few words
under his breath. Pink sparks come from his fingertips
and fly at the book.
Merlin walks back and looks
again at the linking panel.
In place of the
knights, there were pink frogs.
"Perrrfect,"
thinks Merlin. He walks back over to the
others.
_____________________________ Proud
Member Researcher/Adventurer for the Institute for
Advaced Explorations of Myst Worlds NICE
(Numbingly Interested and Curious Explorer)
Chuckles hurries over to help
Veronica up, and into a comfy chair.
Don't
worry Ronnie ... I mean Veronica, since it's the
weekend, my office staff has the day off.
Now
let's start with the obvious question. What makes you
think you were adopted?
Being the empathetic
person he is, in fact he's known for being "pretty benign, almost benevelent". He
listens intently, knowing that Veronica's continued
growth and happiness (since she had joined the
Institution) might depend on uncovering the MYSTery of
her
childhood.
---------------------------- Master
of Manipulating Stories (MOMS) Director of
Redirecting Kinesis (DORK) Admirer of Professor
Theitris "Archiving Literature of Various Imbecilic
Nincompoops" (ALVIN)
Professor T has called an Extraordinary
Meeting in the auditorium.
"Friends, many of you
will know by now that Professor Thietris Squirrel has
left the Institution unexpectedly. We are not sure of
the circumstances, and it is my belief that even the
professor himself does not fully understand the reason.
However, I am now here in his place, and I will
endeavour to continue the work that he has begun. Allow
me to introduce myself: my name is Professor Thietris
Squirrel."
Veronica picked up her back-pack from
the floor and removed a folder from it. She handed it
over to Chuckles saying, "Someone mailed this to me. I
do not know who, there was no return address." As
Chuckles opens the folder, Veronica begins to talk in a
rush, "That child in the picture is me, but I do not
know who those people are holding me. I don't remember
that place either and do you see here," she rushes
around the desk, pointing to the corner of one of the
photos, "Doesn't this look like DRC to you?"
Chuckles studies the photo for several minutes.
In the corner of the photograph the letters of DRC can
barely be seen.
Veronica continues talking a mile
a minute. "I had plans to go speak to Yeesha after I
finally finished reading this book she gave me and there
was this squee you see and....." Seeing the puzzlement
on Chuckles face she says, "Let me just say that my
plans changed after I discovered this folder in my
backpack. I am not sure what it means, but I just know I
need to find these people and oh there was a letter..."
She takes a deep breath and pulls the letter from her
pocket. It read: My dear Veronica, To find your
way you must find the path from the
beginning you must start.
She looked at
Chuckles expectantly. "Do you think you can help
me?"
Veronica clears her throat, thus waking
Chuckles from a narcoleptic moment he was having. He had
been concentrating, carefully with his eyes closed ...
kind of like he does in church.
I'm sorry, I
must have dozed off. You were waiting for my response.
Yes, I'd be delighted to help locate the perpetrators
... I mean the source of this photograph and
letter.
There is another more qualified
individual, but sadly from what I understand, he is
currently unavailable. Yes, I am referring to the
infamous Maegnas P.I. (No I didn't say Magnum P.I.)
Do you have any
other clues that could get me headed the right
direction? What is your earliest
memory?
---------------------------- Master of
Manipulating Stories (MOMS) Director of Redirecting
Kinesis (DORK) Admirer of Professor Theitris
"Archiving Literature of Various Imbecilic Nincompoops"
(ALVIN)