Rapedoll
Supernova
- Joined
- Feb 15, 2011
Her great aunt Lois had always been an eccentric old bird. From what Amber had heard the old gal was quite an adventurer in her younger days, an archeologist exploring everywhere from ancient Greece to the jungles of Africa and places that Amber had never even heard of.
Amber had only been inside her great aunts house but a handful of times. Now that the funeral was over she was there to help her mother go through her aunts things. Walking in Amber looked around. The place was something out of the 1940's and smelt like it too. Everywhere you looked there was some kind of old artifact from her aunts many expositions.. from the old African masks and shrunken heads, yes that's right, shrunken heads. To ornate vases decorated with what appeared to be jewels, this stuff had to be worth a fortune.
It was the second day, she had been packing up boxes for her mother. They where going to be sending the bulk of the stuff to some museum in London. Amber had been up in her great aunts study on the second floor, "Oh Fuck!" she yelled as the knife slipped in her hand and she cut herself. She had been trying to pry open one of the draws of her aunts old desk.
The draw popped open. "aahh" she sighed, all that work and there's only some old yellowed papers dated over 50 yrs ago, and this old wooden box, what ever the hell it was. She took it and the papers and tossed them all into a cardboard box and carried them out to the truck. They had been putting everything in the truck to be taken so the museum could sort through everything.
Later that night Amber had been up in her room studying for her huge math exam in school the next day. Oh she hated math, well she hated school. She was one of those kids that all the other kids seemed to single out and pick on. kind of a geeky looking girl with glasses. She had long red hair which she always wore in braids, freckles covered her face. She was always the smallest in her class .. in more ways then one.. while the other girls in her high school had been filling out she still had very tiny tits. Her mother would always tell her not to worry that sooner or later they would start filling out, yeah right mom what when I'm 30, she would think to herself.
She sighed and closed the book. Getting up off the bed she walked over to her desk to put the book down.
"What?.. Whats that doing here?.. the box. I could have sworn I put it in the truck." she said to herself as she picked up the small wooden box.
"Hmmpphhh, I must have stuck it in my pocket or something by accident."
Taking the box and walking to her bed and laying down on her stomach she started looking at the box .. turning it around in her hands. It looked like an ancient rubrics cube with weird symbols written all over it.
"I bet if I turn it this way" she said out loud as she turned one piece of the puzzle box, "and if I turn this like this," something inside the box clicked. She turned a few more pieces and another click. Now for some reason she was totally engrossed with trying to figure out the puzzle.
CLICK ... CLICK... CLICK
Amber had only been inside her great aunts house but a handful of times. Now that the funeral was over she was there to help her mother go through her aunts things. Walking in Amber looked around. The place was something out of the 1940's and smelt like it too. Everywhere you looked there was some kind of old artifact from her aunts many expositions.. from the old African masks and shrunken heads, yes that's right, shrunken heads. To ornate vases decorated with what appeared to be jewels, this stuff had to be worth a fortune.
It was the second day, she had been packing up boxes for her mother. They where going to be sending the bulk of the stuff to some museum in London. Amber had been up in her great aunts study on the second floor, "Oh Fuck!" she yelled as the knife slipped in her hand and she cut herself. She had been trying to pry open one of the draws of her aunts old desk.
The draw popped open. "aahh" she sighed, all that work and there's only some old yellowed papers dated over 50 yrs ago, and this old wooden box, what ever the hell it was. She took it and the papers and tossed them all into a cardboard box and carried them out to the truck. They had been putting everything in the truck to be taken so the museum could sort through everything.
Later that night Amber had been up in her room studying for her huge math exam in school the next day. Oh she hated math, well she hated school. She was one of those kids that all the other kids seemed to single out and pick on. kind of a geeky looking girl with glasses. She had long red hair which she always wore in braids, freckles covered her face. She was always the smallest in her class .. in more ways then one.. while the other girls in her high school had been filling out she still had very tiny tits. Her mother would always tell her not to worry that sooner or later they would start filling out, yeah right mom what when I'm 30, she would think to herself.
She sighed and closed the book. Getting up off the bed she walked over to her desk to put the book down.
"What?.. Whats that doing here?.. the box. I could have sworn I put it in the truck." she said to herself as she picked up the small wooden box.
"Hmmpphhh, I must have stuck it in my pocket or something by accident."
Taking the box and walking to her bed and laying down on her stomach she started looking at the box .. turning it around in her hands. It looked like an ancient rubrics cube with weird symbols written all over it.
"I bet if I turn it this way" she said out loud as she turned one piece of the puzzle box, "and if I turn this like this," something inside the box clicked. She turned a few more pieces and another click. Now for some reason she was totally engrossed with trying to figure out the puzzle.
CLICK ... CLICK... CLICK