Selena Chance

"...Finally we are at the stage where we can gaze upon our most prized possession," the charming tour guide continued pompously as the visitors fumbled at their cameras with their fingers. "It is the unique property of the delightful lady who owns this grand country house," she added.

Other visitors gathered to watch as the astonishing masterpiece was about to be unveiled. The girl swung her chestnut hair to the side as she primly stepped towards a large case covered with a red velvet cloth. She lifted the cloth with a flourish "Ladies and Gentlemen, I present…" her confident voice faltered as her ice blue eyes widened in horror. Her freckled face paled. "No!" she moaned and her varnished nails clutched at her expertly curled hair.

Whispers soon turned into murmurs from the audience and two strong security guards burst through the door next to the prized exhibit. “It’s gone!” a shriek was heard. Chaos erupted as the confused crowd was hustled towards the exit. “It can’t be!” the tour guide screamed hoarsely. “Gone!”