Church Buddies!!!1

Passage 12

"Ayy, guys." Joseph greeted the Kid-Mafia as he stepped down their staircase, followed by Johnny. "You here to clean out Daniel's stuff? He was down here a lot." Polly asked. Johnny nodded slowly, holding multiple bags in his hands.

The gang began clearing out his things quite quickly, just random keepsakes such as snow globes or weird looking hats from when he was a teenager. "He had an office down here, you know. We've never been in it though." Daneil stated, catching the attention of Johnny and Joseph. "He did? He never told me about that."

"Yeah. We weren't ever allowed in, but I'm sure he'll let us off now he's dead." Polly said nonchalantly, grabbing some keys and unlocking the office door. To their shock, behind the door was a filling fledged train station. "What the fuck?" Joseph asked himself in horror, having no idea this existed. "Yo, check out the timetable. The only stop is the Heaux Mansion." Neil pointed up at it.

"My Mansion! It's perfect. Johnny, come on. We're gonna do some investigating. I need some answers about my dad's death, and fast." Joseph ordered, dragging Johnny onto the old rickety train. "Should I drive?" Asked Luceil, smiling widely. "You can drive trains?" Joseph wandered. "Come on, of course I can! I used to play with toy trains all the time when I was younger!"

The three got onto the train and buckled themselves in, Luceil retreating to the captains cabin. She put on a manly voice and turned on the speakers, her voice blasting down the train. "Hello, this is your Captain speaking!" She then laughed manically to herself as the boys sat in confusion. "Okay! Okay, I'll go now!" She signed off, placing down the microphone.

Johnny and Joseph were disturbed to find that on the train, there were various skeletons. They weren't sure if they were real or fake, either way, Johnny was freaked out. "Joseph.. they don't have skin.." He whispered to his friend, bowing his head so he didn't have to look across at the skeletons opposite them. One was holding a newspaper, the other was wearing a pink hat.

In what seemed like no time, they'd arrived at the mansion. The boys insisted that Luceil stayed in the train in case she messed anything up, and she happily obliged, being happy to spend time talking to the skeletons. The train had stopped them in a room they'd never been in before, being a small little pitch-black train station. Joseph pulled out a flashlight and looked around, finding a rogue passageway leading off of the wall.

"Come on." Joseph ordered, leading the way as Johnny followed him. "Joseph.. Joseph! I'm scared." He admitted, continuing up the narrow passage. His shorter friend sighed in disgust, turning around swiftly and shining the flashlight into his face. "If you don't shut up, we'll get caught. So shh, tree boy." He muttered before turning back around and walking once more.

It seemed like hours had passed before they got anywhere, and when they arrived at their destination, they were in shock. The passage had only lead up to Daniel's old office. "Damnit!" Joseph yelled, stomping his feet and kicking over a pile of books. "I could've just used the goddamn stairs if I'd wanted to get back here!" He continued shouting as Johnny began to take a look around. "Come on, let's play detectives." Johnny smiled to him, investigating the desk with a suspicious look on his face. "Hmm.." He rubbed his chin and pretended he was a fully fledged inspector.

Joseph stood and watched in disgust, his eyes half lidded and his frown faded into more of a straight line. Johnny continued searching around as his friend rolled up the sleeve of his hoodie, getting ready to punch him. He never took anything seriously - only messed around.

"Johnny you're really-"

"Hm.. look at this bookcase! How suspicious!"

"Johnny shut the hell-"

"Woah.. what the.."

"Johnny!"

Johnny had pulled out a book from the bookshelf, to find that it was a form of secret lever. The bookshelf swing open to reveal a large room. It's walls seemed to be metal, dull and boring. The floors were just as dull of a grey. In the middle of the room was what seemed to be a torture table, surrounded by various devices the boys had never seen before.