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         The building seemed sturdy enough as Irma kept walking in. It took her a moment to realize that the boy hadn't followed her in. Turning around on her heels she smirked sly. "What? Afraid?" Placing her hand on her hips she looked down her nose at the boy. She had no idea who he was. Just a strange boy who wanted the job she was going for. She hadn't been on an adventure in a long time and wanted to make the most of it.

Winking at the boy she continued on in her investigation of the old building. In the next room something shinned through the clutter. Bending over she gently picked it up and dusted it off. It was an old pocket watch with a key. She turned it over and an inscription of a man's name was on the back, Johnathan Fern. "Oh cool!" She yelled.