Chapter Ten

Philip kept searching for any answers on what it might mean, but still came up with nothing. He put the key away in a box hidden in his room where lots of other things were hidden. His father later came home and Philip asked again and just like his mother didn't know what it meant. Philip eat diner with his family and then went upstairs to bed as we didn't feel to good. While walking up the stairs he started to get really light headed. What is happening? Philip kept walking upstairs to bed slowly getting extremely tired. He fell onto the bed and instantly fell asleep.

Twisted Hallway
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"What do we do? Its not here!", "How do I know? I don't even know what we are looking for! Im here for protection!", "I don't know how long the medicine lasts but he has to wake up soon, and I dont plan on being here when he does." Philip rolled over on his bed, but was still asleep. "Close one, I thought he was awake. Here, we got to go, but put in the cameras. One here." Philip was awake and had only rolled over so he could open his eyes to see what was happening. Through his barely open eyes, he could see two men, one boosting the other into the corner, putting a small device on the top of his dresser. 3...2...1.. NOW, thought Philip. He flung his comforter off of himself, and while jumping up, grabbed his lacrosse stick that was close to his bed and in one swing, nailed one of the men in the head with the metal shaft of the stick. With a lot of swearing and shoving the two men turned to face Philip who had already gone back in for more strikes. Philip was swinging wildly trying to make contact with the men. After a few solid thumps, the men shoved Philip and ran out the door, down the hall, and out the front door. Philip went to chase them but when he got to the front door, they had already started their car and pulled away. "Philip? What in gods name are you doing!" It was his father. His father came storming out the front door to see Philip in his pajamas, standing in the lawn holding a lacrosse stick with a splotch of blood on it. "Im not going to ask what happened, only if you go to bed right now and we never talk about this again." said his dad. "Sure thing dad, sure thing." and Philip turned, walked past his dad and back inside.

Chapter Nine

Room 42, thought Philip. What is so special about this room? He had no idea. Room 42 was just a copy room, a place for teachers to go and make copies of papers for their class. There was also two desks in the room, but besides that and the copiers absolutely nothing. The one problem that Philip thought of was that they are always locked. The teachers kept the copy rooms locked so that students don't go into them and make copies or someone steals a machine. Philip thought about going to ask Ms.Alp if she could unlock the door but then the bus stopped at his stop. He and Richard got up and off the bus. "Bye Philip!" shouted Richard from the other side of the street, "Yea, bye" said Philip and turned up his own driveway. He put in the garage code on the panel, waited while the door slowly creaked open, and went inside. "Hello?" shouted Philip. No answer. Home alone, thought Philip. He threw his stuff down on the couch turned on the tv and sat down. He pulled the key out of his pocket for further examination. There was a bit of candy left on it and he wiped it off, revealing something he had not seen before. The word 'prophetiae' was etched onto the blade of the key.

Hand Holding Key
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What does that mean, thought Philip. He had thought about all the possible things it could mean, and attempted to translate it. When he put it in the computer it kept coming up with a book entitled Prophetae Merlini, which was created around 1150 and was in latin. I doubt this is what it is referring to. Philip kept searching the internet for another good while when his mother finally arrived home. "Philip? Im home!" yelled his mother. "Hey mom, down here!" shouted Philip back. "Hey sweetie, good day at school?" asked his mother while walking down the stairs toward him. "Yea but I have a question. What does prophetiae mean?" asked Philip. "I dont know, what is it from?" asked his mother. "Oh it came up in our social studies book and when I googled it, all that comes up is some book that was written a long time ago." said Philip. "Yea I really don't know what it means, maybe your father might when he gets home, you should ask him. For now how about you keep working and I will start with diner." said his mother. "Okay, thanks mom!" and his mom turned and walked back up the stairs.

Chapter Eight

"Good morning class. I hope you had a great weekend." Yea i'm was wonderful, besides that fact that YOU TRIED TO KILL ME! thought Philip. He was sitting in his assigned seat in Mr.Parker's class. Philip was very worried. Would Mr.Parker try to get at him again? Or would he get him to step out into the hall to talk and then have his men grab Philip. "Today we will be working on our blogs. Come talk to me if I left a comment on your blog for something to fix." said Parker. Philip opened up his computer to check his blog. No comments. Thats good, thought Philip. He put his headphones in and began to work. For the rest of the period Parker didn't bother him at all. The bell once again sounded sending Philip to second period Math.

Treasure Mountain Junior High
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For the duration of the day nothing interesting happened. That was true, until Spanish fourth period. His teacher was Ms.Alplanalp, but she went by Ms.Alp. She liked to give candy out in her class by playing games where you write words on a white board in spanish correctly you got a peice of candy. Philip was not very good at Spanish but the idea of candy really motivated him. "Okay class write the word, to read." and Philip wrote down leer and held up his board. "Good job Philip, catch." said Ms.Alp as she threw some candy at Philip. Nice, thought Philip and he unwrapped his mini chocolate bar and took a bite. His teeth hit something hard and it hurt. What the heck, thought Philip. He pulled the piece of metal out of the candy. A key. What is happening, thought Philip. He looked around and the other kids were still trying to win candy and Philip then made eye contact with Ms.Alp. Philip held up the key for only her to see and she simply winked at him.

The bell rang one final time signaling for kids to go home. Philip was not going home but going to find out what is happening. "Ms.Alp what is this." and Philip once more held up the key. "I cant say much, we are being monitored but I can say this Philip, go to room 42 at exactly 12:15 tomorrow. You are our only hope Philip." said Ms.Alp and then pulling on her coat and grabbing her bag she left without looking back at Philip.