”I shrugged, wishing I could see them, and climbed into the closet. I say climbed because I had to find my way over the larger broken toys. I sat on...a toy chest, with only a sliver of light from the door to see by.That much is true, and really did happen... now for what should have happened...Not wanting to miss the show, I leaned forward to look through the crack left by the door not being closed all the way. I could see Dawn’s back, and Elizabeth sat on Dawn’s bed.I watched as Dawn dropped. And as she grew near, she heard a quiet thud coming from the statue once a second.A heartbeat.She gulped, and jumped a couple times down the slope to rejoin Darian.“You think they’ll let us out of here when we’ve got Medusa back?” she said.“They’ve defeated Moros once before, at great cost from the sounds of it. I’m betting they won’t risk that again for the sake of keeping Medusa’s soul.”“Maybe. They are gods, fickle, prone to bouts of stupidity and obsession.” She shrugged and stepped in. “Not bad,” he said. “Major Roger Cook. Look, I hate to ask, but, mind giving us a hand? There’s some kind of insurrection going on and we’ve got to catch them before they hurt anyone else.”“Uhh… I don’t know. Let me check on my neighbors, good friends of mine. If I can, I’ll find you when I’m done.”“Thanks,” he hollered as he ran off. I sighed and headed off elsewhere, unsure of what to do. But apparently, Roger wasn’t the only one that saw my little stunt.“Yo!” a boy probably a year older than. But what about the poor innocent sap who comes in after us and wants to buy a nice, reliable Honda?Josh looked around and was drawn to a sweet looking car I know at a glance I can't afford. He pointed it out to Boyd and said, "Tell me about this one." Good choice. That's a real cherry. It's an '01 BMW Z3. It only has forty-five thousand miles on it. I have the maintenance records for it and I can swear it was never in an accident or a flood. It was owned by a local doctor and he took excellent.