Expecting to see a large, glowing machine, they were shocked to find a somewhat sizey machine holding two holes in it. "I suppose we put our hands in these holes," Ghost said. The machine was emitting electronic signals throughout the room, and Toast's watch was thrown out of his pocket and hit the machine. Toast sighed. "Magnetic," he put the watch back in his pocket. "This is serious, yes?" The room, unlike any other room in the place, was perfectly clean, and was filled with nothing but the machine and four large crates. Ghost and Toast felt no need to open them because of the huge glowing contraption.
"Alright, Johnny, here's the plan; Casket is in time somewhere, destroying this will..." Ghost said, but smiled. "Uh, sorry, I just...Well, I guess we could call it closing the Casket, huh?" Toast snickered. Ghost straightened himself. "In other words, breaking this will seal him forever in that time, and that time alone, meaning he can't age and time will not move on where he is. Do you know what that means? No more Casket in current time." Toast nodded. "Alright. How are we to destroy it, sir?" he asked. Ghost looked around the room to the crates. He looked at it, wondering what was inside it, then gave up and opened one. "Today is our lucky day, Johnny, these crates are filled with guns. Sub-machine guns!" he said. Toast ran over, looking into the crates of SMGS. "Alright, should we fire at it then?" Ghost nodded. "Here, let's put these on," Toast said, pulling out some earplugs. After they were in, the two of them had a gun in each hand and by the count of three, bullets flew at the machine.
The first dozen bullets didn't do much, but after a while, the shining lights started to buzz out, sparks flew off it, and sharp, blue electricity danced on and off of it, sending small shockwaves to the men. When the guns were empty, they picked up more and started firing away. The machine warbled and sparked and parts of the metal flew off.
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Sally and Aimee could hear gunshots coming from a distant room, and they were slightly worried. "Aimee, do you like those men?" Sally asked. Aimee smiled and nodded. "They are wonderful. Smart, funny, handsome...It is a shame they have to do this." Sally walked around the room, eyeing the red and brown splotches mottled on the floor. "I told you I've been here, right?" Sally said. "I think so," Aimee said. Sally pointed to the left of the room. "Over there, where the boards are, that's covering a hole. Inside that hole...." she ran over and started picking off the boards. "Is a chest full of sharp things!" She pulled out the box into the room, and opened it. Three remaining machetes were in the box. "Should we take them? You know, for protection?" she asked. "No, we should leave them here, for now," Aimee said. "Maybe we should go check on them?" "Nope," Sally said. "He said to stay here, remember?"
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Arms aching, Ghost and Toast dropped the guns. They went through all of the guns to demolish the machine. Gas leaked out of the broken pieces of metal and crystal that was once a grand time machine, and was now a heaping mess on the ground. It was smoking. "Ok, we did it," Toast said. "High five, Johnny!" Ghost said, slapping Toast's hand. "Alright let's go back." As they walked to the door, they saw the doorknob turn. The two of them froze. Please let that be Aimee and Sally, Ghost thought. He didn't know why he asked that, though, because Casket was gone. But his number one fear was answered; the door opened and there was Casket, standing in the doorway, gun pointed at Ghost.
"Bravo, John, you destroyed my spectacular invention. You're a special kind of mean." He said. Ghost and Toast froze, mouths gaping open. "Why so shocked?" he said, before laughing. "You honestly think I untied you and went into a time machine, free for you to escape and do whatever? Are you completely dense? Wow, this was so easy." Toast lurched forward, but Casket quickly turned the gun on him. "Watch it, crumpets, I'll kill you. In fact, I could," he said. "John, see this? Does this remind you of that one day I shot you? Well, I've come to relive that moment. Except it isn't you. Say goodbye to your pal, John," Casket said, and he pulled the trigger on Toast.
Time seemed to freeze. The noise seemed silent. Toast's face was cold and emotionless. Toast fell down in slow motion, red mist coming from the left of his chest. Ghost opened his mouth to scream, but no words came out. The noise of the gun was nothing, but the sound of Toast's body hitting the cold floor sounded like a million earthquakes. Toast lay on the ground, gasping, and then time went normal again. "S-Sir..." Toast said, grasping his body. Casket laughed, and slammed the door. A second later a locking sound was heard. "Have fun in there, guys, I'm going for the two ladies," And he cackled, running down the hallway. Ghost found his voice, screaming. "No!"
He slid down to the floor to Toast. "Johnny, it's going to be ok. Here, I have this," he said, pulling one of his gadgets out. "Wrap this around your chest. It will keep in the blood and insert more of it four about half an hour, but then that's it. I hate to leave you, but I need to find out what happened," Ghost explained. Toast feebly nodded. "Y-Yes sir, go get him," he said, and Ghost bolted out of the room. As he was running to the door, he heard another gunshot. And then another. Ghost stopped. No, he thought. Don't let them be dead. Not them. Don't let them be dead. He started running again, and threw open the door, half preparing himself to see both Sally and Aimee on the ground.
He wasn't sure what to think of the scene. He saw Sally with her arm forward and leg backward, as if she just threw something. Two blood splatters were on the wall behind Aimee, but she looked fine, blood dripping from her body. She felt no pain, it looked like. She was gasping at Casket; who was standing in the middle of the room, machete half way through his abdomen. Casket was staring down in surprise at the blade in his body. He chuckled. "Stupid girl," he said. He turned around to Ghost, who was staring at him with pure fury. "John, don't you see? I could die now. But I won't. Because that life force? I've used it already. But not on me, on some friends. They are right behind the wall where Aimee is standing. She knows who is behind the wall, so she stood in my way. So I shot her twice. But the bullets hit the wall anyway," he said quietly. Ghost looked over at Aimee, who looked angry. She stepped out of the way to look at the wall. The tiles started to crumble away. "I made a deal with the friends, John, since you locked me into that time at Honeyhall. You know those...creatures? Those, what did you call them, Benders? Well, John, they have dimensional properties too, just like Jeremy. They're spirits, just like you learned back then, right?"
Suddenly, it all clicked together in Ghost's mind. The members of the Honey family were all Benders, but he forget about the ones who stumbled into the house and were murdered by them. They turned into Benders too...
"I can see the gears turning in your, hold on," Casket said, pulling the machete out of him, hearing bones crunch and blood spilling out of his hole. Soon, it all went away, and there was seemingly no injury. "Yes, anyway, I know you know what my friends are..." he said. Suddenly, an ear-piercing screech from the back of the room shocked everybody. The wall was gone now, and a huge, blood-red creature was standing in the hole. It was a Bender. Muscle-skin, protruding bone, and drool from the heaping jaw of its mouth. Its dark, brown eye fixed on Ghost, but wasn't moving. "I had two more, but I used them...For invincibility. I've done what I needed, John, I have my power. As for Jeremy, he's gone. But that's ok. Goodbye, John," And Casket walked out of the room, unlocked the final door, and walked out into the alley. Gone.
Sally was trembling in utter terror, and Aimee ran into Ghost's arms, staring at the beast. He opened his monster mouth, and telepathically spoke to Ghost.
"I am a victim of the Honey family. You visited my resting ground and did nothing to find and rescue me. The man named Casket did, but I along with my friends who also died, had already suffered the fate of transformation. I have no handsome form, only this. I must obey my master, The Casket, and you must suffer like I have. All of you. I am stronger than ever now, and so is my master. You know now what the bidding of the Honey family is, if you haven't known before; revenge.
"Blood for blood, beast for beast...This is the Honeyhall Legacy."
The Bender ran at Ghost and Aimee
