A Day In The Minds Of Two

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Finally, he reached the pale blue home of the Watson's. The door was dark blue, and the windows were oval glass with dark blue borders. It was a magnificent sight that was probably worth a large sum of money. The Watson's, seeing as they are historians and archaeologists, had no problem with that. He knocked the musical code, and the wooden oak door swung open. Like a serpent, he slithered into the house. He followed the dark form of Mr. Watson into the study, shutting the door behind him.

"The street is as you described." He plainly stated.

Mr. Watson went straight to the point. "Do you have the book and the letter?"

He reached a black-clothed hand into his coat and brought out a worn, tattered book and a white envelope.

"Take them. I must leave quickly."