And then, in a twinkling1, we heard on the stairs
Footsteps that thundered, laden2 with cares.
The sounds they grew louder, turned all heads around,
Down the stairs with his toys, he came with a bound3.
raced into the living room, where they discovered DaleDe
on the carpet, sobbing uncontrollably as he clutched his slimy Wiki
-Blocks to this chest.
! What's the matter? Did you see somebody?" asked WT Sharpe
, turning swiftly4
to look around the seemingly5
empty room (empty, that is, if you don't count dead bodies). "I wonder if
has any air freshener -- it's getting a little pungent6
knelt next to Dale
"What's the matter sweetie? Why are you crying? Has someone broken your Wiki
"Someone stole some of my Wiki
-Blocks!" sobbed DaleDe
. "I had a complete set ... and ... and .... now they're not all here! I've searched everywhere! Look! I'm missing the E-book Reader Matrix
and the E-book conversion
blocks -- they're some of the most important blocks in the set! And here's only the E-book stores
block, but not the Free eBooks
block. I've got the Poems at MobileRead
block, but biggest block in the set, the FAQ
block is gone! Who stole my blocks? Who?"
sorted through the slimy mess on the carpet. DaleDe
was right -- around half of the Wiki
-Blocks were gone. The dirty fiend7
had even taken the Notable eBook Uploads
began to search the living room, trying to locate the missing blocks. Dale
remained sobbing as he tried, unsuccessfully, to arrange the remaining blocks into some structure that could still hold on to the remaining information.
sprang to his feet and cried "Maybe Nate
took some of them upstairs to his room. He was doing some research before he wrote his letter to Santa -- that's right -- he was looking up that new Pocketbook eReader
Before anyone could stop him, Dale
raced to the stair case and bounded up the steps!
Helplessly, WT Sharpe
's limp body, amidst a flurry of Wiki
-Blocks, fall down the stairs head first, striking each step in a monotonous rhythm of death. The deathly hush8
was punctuated 9
as random blocks continued to bounce down the stairs. Finally, the last block rolled to a dead stop, next to Dale
's battered head.
opened her mouth to scream yet again, but was interrupted by ravenne
entering the room, wearing her winter coat, hat, and boots. "Gott im Himmel! Was soll all this racket? Did Santa and the reindeer just fall down the chimney?"
silently pointed towards the bottom of the stairs.
"Ja, another one. I'll clean up when I get back. You always warned him, dreams, to put away his little blocks or else there would be a nasty accident. Looks like he didn't listen to you." remarked ravenne
"Hmmm .... another of your lethal predictions came true, oder wie oder was?"
shook her head from side to side in silent denial, unable to reply to yet another accusation.
"Look guys ... another fiendish booby trap11
!" WT Sharpe
had walked up the stairs to the step where DaleDe
had tripped and fallen. "The murderer glued some of Dale'
s blocks together with the sticky punch to make a false step12
. It was much too fragile to bear his weight - especially if he was running up the stairs. When his foot slammed down on it, it crumbled back into separate blocks, sending poor DaleDe
to his doom! DaleDe
"Ja, ja ... lot of that going round tonight. So ... The carolers are still coming, and I don't trust any food in this house. So I'm going to the grocery store for all new food," announced ravenne
ordered us to stay together, remember?" asked dreams
"Not doing us a lot of good is it?" retorted ravenne
. "WT Sharpe
can walk me to my car in case I'm attacked by a serial-killer snowman in the yard. Let's go WT Sharpe
shrugged and accompanied ravenne
out the back door to her car, leaving the door open so he and dreams
could see each other the entire time.
sank down on the carpet. Carolers still coming ... it was still Christmas Eve ... it seemed as if they had been trapped in this web of terror for days! Weeks! But Christmas was still going to arrive .... tonight. Would any of them be around to see it?
She blindly reached out and found WT Sharpe
's ukulele. A lifetime ago he had been sitting on that sofa, restringing it with new wires, to accompany the carolers. Tears gently splashed onto its polished wood as she gently plucked the shiny new wires, producing a pitiful melody.
PLUNK! PLUNK! PLINK! PLUNK! PLUNK!
[End of Episode 10]
1 in a twinkling: in einem Augenblick
2 laden: geladen
3 bound: Sprung
4 swiftly: eilig
5 seemingly: scheinbar
6 pungent: scharf, stechend
7 fiend: Unhold
8 hush: Stille
9 to punctuate: unterbrechen
10 intermittently: stoßweise
11 booby-trap: Falle
12 false step: Fehltritt