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    The Mystery Mansion, Revisited, 5

     

    To the corridor

     

    Alice continued watching as Francesca took another call.  When she heard the muffled conversation begin, she reached for her Rambo knife.

    (Cue Mission Impossible theme)


    Alice began taking the screws out of the vent, one by one.  She then put the knife in her mouth sideways and carefully pulled out the grate. She kept a stern eye on Francesca the whole time as she began to crawl through the opening.  When she got to her thighs, she realized she was stuck. At that moment, Francesca started to turn, causing Alice, still with the knife in her mouth, to freeze. Francesca then turned back and Alice let out a sigh before wiggling herself free. Looking around she spotted a chair. She quickly looked at the chair and then back to Francesca before making the leap. She grabbed the chair and with all her might, slammed Francesca on the back with it, knocking her unconscious. When Francesca hit the deck, Alice picked up her cell phone and said proudly, “One down!” before hanging it up, and dropping it to the ground. She then tied Franny up with some curtain ties and gagged her with a ball-gag Dana had given her as a present.

    Back to the vent

    Alice
    started crawling until she came across another old dusty vent. As she peered in, she realized it was the kitchen.

    Alice
    : “Well, well, Happy Face.  We meet again, old friend.”

    She repeated the process and wiggled her way on in.  Grabbing a pot off the butcher-block table, she snuck up behind Lurch who was calmly eating a bowl of soup. She clocked him one and sent him flying to the floor. She then took out a pair of handcuffs that Dana had given her as a present and secured him to a pipe. Finding a buttered roll, she gagged him with it and standing proudly, said, “Two down!”

    Back in the dining room

    Dana: “I never cared about the health risks.  I like the way they do a pedicure, I’m sorry, I just do.”

    Tina: “I don’t know, Dana.  I heard so many horror stories.

    Bette:  “Tina, honey? Can you help me with something?”

    Tina got up and followed Bette behind the wet bar as Peggy stood.

    Peggy: “This is ridiculous. Where the fuck is she?”

    Shane, Dana and Jenny all shrugged as
    Marina
    and Harrington’s fake dead faces fell curious themselves. Peggy turned toward Bette and Tina.

    Tina: “Um, I guess she’s having an adventure?”

    Everyone was quiet as Bette took her eyes off Tina’s breasts and said, “I’m sorry, what?”

    Peggy: “Oh fuck this, I’m going in.”

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