The Lost Thought

8. Jeff

2nd, February

Jeff had to get ready to save Addie. 

  He worried abut the consequences if he didn't get there in time. Getting caught, going to the wrong room. Anything could happen.

  He found a shirt, soaked in mud and other brown stuff. He could never clean his shirts, mainly because his pay, working with Jacqueline, was very low, and it was just about enough to pay rent, eat food, drink water, use electricity, but washing clothes was to much. He didn't have enough money to wash his clothes.

  He put the shirt on. It didn't smell that bad, but it was bad enough. Get over with it, he told himself. You're acting spoiled.

  He also found some black jeans, and put those on, too. He found a black top hat, and coffee-drenched shoes. He left his house and went up to room 278.

  He slowly climbed up into the window of room 278. It was locked. He tried opening the second window.

  It was a bit stuck, but Jeff, after quite some pushing and sweating, got it open.

  Cold, London air filled the room.

  "Addie?" He asked. No reply.

"Addie??" He asked again, feeling a bit nauseous from keeping his head on the completely frozen windowsill.

"Who..." A reply finally came, but only as a small whisper. Jeff almost didn't hear it.

"Addie, It's me, Jeff!" Jeff said, feeling relieved.

"Oh thank god! I thought you would never come, I was about to leave myself." Addie said.

"Well come on!"

"Is it really as easy as that?"

"Yes! Now come before I freeze my jaw."

Addie got out of bed and followed the friendly face to the windowsill.

Jeff held out a hand. Addie took it.

"We can do this," Addie said.

"Right?" She asked. She wasn't sure if she was ready, but she had to be, otherwise they would be waiting here their whole lives.

Jeff nodded.

"JUMP!" They both shouted at the exact same time.

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Addie
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Addie and Jeff walked away from the castle and towards Jeff's house. Jeff's house was a cosy little hut, but it was very small.

  They both sat on chairs and Addie shivered. She was not used to the cold weather of London, though she still didn't believe Jeff that they were in London. "So, what do we do now?" Jeff asked.

"I might have a few questions for you.."

"Go ahead,"

"Okay, well, first of all, are we really in London?" Addie asked, suspiciously.

Jeff chucked a bit. "Do you really not believe me?"

Addie shot him a look which most definitely said, No, so just answer my question,

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes, you are in London... Any more questions?"

Addie thought for a while, then, she said, "Just one more. What was that Ancient relic riddle you were talking about? I don't really get it..."

  Jeff took a deep, deep breath and sighed.

  Then, explained it, at least, the amount that he understood.

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