After she had finished, there was a moment of silence. Nobody looked as though they believed anything she had just said. Then the silence was broken. Pandora got to her feet, in her expensive elegant gown.29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ58zUMvzGul
“What have you done to my son, you crazy woman?” she screeched.
“Didn’t ya hear me?” Dora yelled, suddenly angry. “I done tol’ ya once!”
“Do you expect me to believe this fantasy story?” Pandora screamed.
“Please!” Chief exclaimed. “We need to discuss this calmly!”
Pandora sat back down, her expression wild. Dora dropped into her seat.
“Do you have any evidence for the detective?” Chief asked Dora.
“I dunno…” Dora murmured, “Hold up—I do! Them letters! I still got ‘em!”
Dora ran back to her house, and found the letters kept safely in the vault, alongside the gold bars. The letters were a prized possession to her.
Dora came running into the garden, brandishing the letters above her head. There was a risk of waving somebody’s eye out.
“I got ‘em, detective! Here they are!” Dora handed the letters to him.
As he read, his expression changed from serious to confused, then amused.
“So,” he said. “Calvin was eaten by some monsters under the ground? Down that very hole?” He pointed to the hole far away.
Dora nodded.
The detective smiled. Then he said almost gently, “I’m sorry, but this proof just isn’t good enough.”
Dora felt her heart drop like a stone.
“But it’s true! Chief, detective… I’m tellin’ ya straight. Them letters—they sent ‘em to us. I ain’t lying!”
Mr. Spender (Calvin’s father) got up. “Detective, this is not making any sense.”
“She’s murdered him!” shrieked Pandora. “Murder! Murder!”
“Shut up!” Dora shouted. “I ain’t killed nobody! He went down that hole his own self! How’s that on me?”
“Now you’re denying it, too!”
Chief raised his voice. “Dora, if you do not have any proof to show to me and detective, then we don’t have any evidence against the fact that you have murdered Calvin. You have two days.”
And with that, he and the police and the detective were off. The Spender family followed, with Mr. Spender trying to comfort a sobbing Pandora.
Dora spent a long, cold night. She didn’t get a blink of sleep, but stayed up all night, trying to figure out what to do.
“Only way I’ll git real proof,” she concluded. “Is pulling somethin’ up outta that hole.”
But there was a problem with Dora’s plan. How would she get down without the creatures eating her, like they did to Calvin? She couldn’t risk it. She had not sent any notes or food down the hole since Calvin’s death. But now she desperately needed help. Would they agree to it?
The first thing the next day she did was to order her workers to replace the oil drum with an ornate lift cage. It was much bigger. Then she got three live turkeys and put them inside. She wrote a note, and sent it down. In the note she asked the creatures to send her any ‘souvenir’ of their home, and to accept the polite gift she had sent.
The very next day, Dora asked her workers to start the lift cage up. When it was finally ready, Dora found herself standing there, in front of the hole, in the very place where she had hauled up so much dirt before…
She was slightly disappointed to spot only one, small gold bar, but she felt a tingle of excitement when she saw the familiar yellow parchment sheet.
She quickly grabbed the sheet and the gold bar, and slipped them into her pocket. Then she called for Scarlet to come up to her room.
Dora sat on her bed, and heard a knock on the door. It was Scarlet.29Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGHazQ6EzSZ
“Come in!” Dora called.
Dora excitedly took out the parchment, and read the flowy, loopy handwriting slowly.
ns216.73.216.33da2Your revised Turkey conforms more closely to the lexical definition, yet it fails to meet our expectations. The earlier specimen possessed qualities far superior. This current offering merits no compensation whatsoever; the solitary gold bar was dispatched merely as a ceremonial gesture upon your reappearance after seven lunar cycles. Be advised: our artifacts cannot withstand the destructive death ray from above. Any attempt to send them is futile. Deliver a genuine Turkey without delay.
Glar, THE MASTER
and then Add to home screen.