Summer of 2000 - A Jungle in South America
"Give me the stones Professor Merlin" Came a voice from the doorway. The dame speaking looked young and voluptuous, her figure hugging suit and short pencil skirt showing a whole lot of curves, but I knew what she really was, a daemon hell bent on retrieving the stones, especially the master stone, the most powerful and hardest to find due to its plain appearance. The dame raised a snub nosed revolver, "Now, if you don't mind", Quickly I dove for the desk, BANG, the sound echoed round the office. "I wish these stones to be sent to my solicitor and left with my grandchildren" I screamed, as the beast emerged from the dame, an indescribable mass of tendrils and slime, its one huge bulbous eye fixed on me and I knew it was the end for me, my life force draining from my body. "I will find them you know, they will do everything to return to me" came a shrill voice vibrating from within my own skull, vibrating so much my teeth fell from my jaw... then darkness.
John could not believe it as he opened his mail, a parcel from his dead grandfather, he still felt sad about the death, a heart attack wasn't rare in someone his age, but if only he wasn't in that old stuffy office, maybe someone would have found him sooner. Slowly he read the note... a wishing stone, No way... "I wish that pencil was blue" He uttered as the stone shone.
In the darkness the beast could feel the wishes, the stone had won, it had written the note and now it was being used again, soon all 9 rocks would be reunited and darkness would reign.
