The beginning

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"Jillian, stop scaring me ," Jackson moaned, tired of his twin sister's pranks . Jillian appeared from the closet wrapped in a white bed sheet . She really did look like a ghost , with the white makeup on her face. "Ha,ha gotcha!" she cried grinning from ear to ear ," You're too easy to scare, Jackson. You behave like an 8 year old and not 16. Scaredy cat!"
Saying so, she ran outside and collided head to head with their older brother , Filip. Filip was 22 years old and not the bossy kind of brother . He was fun to live with .Both the twins liked him , specially Jillian. "Wuzzgoinon?" he said, putting on his spectacles as he got up. "Umm, I was having a little fun with Jacky," she replied, staring at her feet. "Having fun?!" exclaimed Jackson appearing in the hallway," You were a beast to me . And don't call me Jacky!" Saying so, he stomped off to his room and shut the door with a bang. Filip sighed . It was the umpteenth time that he had to deal with his siblings' squabbles .
"You should really stop this you know," he called after Jillian .

"Doing what?"

"You know, all these prankings and stuff."

"Jacky is behaving like a baby . Come on , don't you think it's high time he should conquer his fears ? You know what, you should actually be thanking me for doing this." Jillian went out of the front door and biked down the hill . Filip knew that it would be near impossible to reason with Jackson, now that he was fuming . He went up to his room where he was greeted by a huge poster of Harry Potter and his friends Ron and Hermione . He was a big Potterhead and he was really sad that the series had ended .In fact, when he was younger he would collect sticks from the forest , and pretend that they were wands bought from Ollivander . It was a walk down memory lane for him and he smiled , remembering his childhood.

He was jerked back to reality by his phone . It was a text from his best friend , Anthony. Anthony was as big a Potterhead as him . He had met Anthony in the forest itself . Like him , Anthony too was looking for 'wands' . They had instantly become friends . Moreover both of them had similar tastes in music - both liked metal and rock music . In fact it was their deepest desire to attend a concert performed by their favourite band - Parkway Drive. Anyway let's get back to the story .
Anthony had texted :Feeling kinda bored . wanna hang out?
Filip texted back: parents not home . babysitting my brother :( why don't u come over??

Anthony: babysitting your 16 yr old brother ??! What the hell!! anyways coming over.
Filip was glad . He was feeling terribly bored anyway . Putting on some Green Day on his laptop , he waited for Anthony . He was not disappointed . Before long, Anthony was at his front porch . He was wearing a T-Shirt printed Parkway Drive's album 'Deep Blue'. Filip gaped at it . "Wow! Awesome T-Shirt bro!" he said, giving him a bro-fist.

"So, what shall we do now?" asked Anthony going in," And where's Jackson?"
"Oh he had a quarrel with Jillian . He's locked himself in his room, as he does everytime . What do you say to some Halo?"

"Hell yeah," Anthony replied . As you might have inferred , both of them were big Halo fans as well . They played for almost 40 minutes straight . Anthony won , as usual . This was the only thing that was bound to cause trouble between them . Filip could never manage to win a Halo gameplay against Anthony. In the meantime , Jackson had calmed down and was watching TV on the family couch . "May we join ?" asked Filip meekly. Jackson grunted and nodded his head . Anthony and Filip sat down on either side of the couch . They tried to strike up a conversation , but it was evident that Jackson was too engrossed in the show . Filip got some coke for themselves . It was quite quiet after that ( except for the TV, of course). Suddenly , there was a noise upstairs - as if something had toppled down . " What was that?" said Jackson getting up . " I don't know, sounded like something in the attic. Let's go see." said Filip and begun to go upstairs .

It took awhile to find the keys to the attic . Quite natural, since no one ever visited the attic . Opening the rusty door , they entered the dark attic . Filip turned on the lights . It was really dusty up there and a musty smell hung about the room . They were greeted by stuff that once proudly sat in their bedrooms or in the living room . There was an old TV, several VHS and old toys belonging to the children . However, everything seemed to be in order. Strange! Then where did the noise come from? As they were about to turn back , Filip's eyes fell on an old rickety box lying upside down in the corner . It was coated with a layer of dust . Picking it up , he tried to open it . "Hey, what's that?" asked Jackson coming over to him . " Just an old box," Filip replied squinting at some words written on the back of the box .
"Let me see it," said Jackson and snatched it away . Filip was about to take it back when his brother exclaimed " It says 'Owner: Gordon Williamson'. Who is this guy?"

"Honestly , you don't even know your Great Great Grandfather?" said Filip indignantly ," What else does it say?"
"Umm...wait..." said Jackson squinting to read some really tiny engravings, " It also says ' Do not open if you fear the consequences.' Hmph! Stuff and nonsense! Let's open it up"

" Well , we can't," said Filip in a bored voice," It's locked and we don't have the key."
"Shoot!" Jackson muttered . "I wonder what's in there , though," he said to himself.


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