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Secret Adventurers Club

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The Secret Adventurer's Club (Part 10 Last)

The little group huddled closer together. Anxious eyes turned in her direction and Finny could feel them boring into the back of her head.

“It’s okay. At least we can see more better.” She pointed down the tunnel. “Look, there’s all these doors to search.”

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Secret Adventurers Club : Crossed paths

The scent of Nervous and Fear hit Abyss’s nose as soon as crossed the yellow tape, and stepped into the building.  A scuff here and a muffled noise there confirmed he was not alone in the building.  The old lady had said it would be a cake walk, and he just had to get in to find the object hidden in the safe.

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The Secret Adventurer's Club (Part 9)

Before going through the curiously inviting door to ‘Lucy’s Special Place’, and all the possible treasures it might contain, Finny had the little gang collect together everything they had scavenged so far. It was a lot. Even without the pile of brightly coloured and exotic ladies’ clothing Onetooth and Worms had put together it was still a lot for a bunch of seven and eight year olds to carry all the way back to Badger Court. Finny sought a solution.

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The Secret Adventurer's Club (Part 8)

The next two rooms proved to be drearily similar to the first. Even more so in one case when Finny’s searching fingers found an over full pisspot. She dried her hand on the far from clean sheet and retreated to the balcony, leaving Casper to finish digging through the room’s contents.

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The Secret Adventurer's Club (Part 7)

The four treasure hunters ran back into the saloon area. The stairs leading up to the balcony were in the corners adjacent to the main entrance, one for each side.

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The Secret Adventurer's Club (Part 6)

The kitchen had been trashed, of course, but it’s much harder to destroy stainless steel units and mixers than it is old wooden tables and chairs. And these were even pre-fall so we are looking at durable here. But it wasn’t the general state of the kitchen décor that made the kids halt their headlong rush to claim any left-over booty.

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The Secret Adventurer's Club (Part 5)

What hit Finny as she stepped through the door from the ruined office into the equally ruined main room of the bar was the overpowering stink of alcohol. Its unpleasant smell made her want to gag and Finny immediately wondered if you could just get drunk from the smell.

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The Secret Adventurer's Club (Part 4)

Once he knew that he had everyone’s attention, Worms dropped to the floor and assumed the shape of the outline while doing his best impression of a long, drawn out death rattle.

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The Secret Adventurers' Club (Part 3)

Finny knew the name. She knew the name because she had made a habit of reading whatever was on Joe Spivey’s desk at the factory. She knew that Joe had recently bought some ‘Decorative Beer Pumps’ and some ‘Furniture; various’ and some ‘Kitchenware; Mis-cell-an-eous (she’d had to look that one up)’. She knew also that these and other items were now either in, or on their way to Joe’s warehouse on Verde Street.

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The Secret Adventurers' Club (Part 2)

Worms led them a fast paced and zig-zagging route through the back streets of New Flagstaff, making them wait in a tight huddle at corners until Union patrols were looking the other way and generally being all very ninjery about the whole journey. Not that it was really necessary but it did avoid much chance of their location being reported back to the orphanage by an over concerned busy-body.

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The Secret Adventurers’ Club (Part 1)

It was just after lunch. Finny still had the watch Joe had given her so, she alone amongst the four of them, knew that it was… She counted the ‘5s’… Twenty five minutes past one. She was still getting used to mechanical time, but Joe had insisted, so that was that. Nevertheless, it wasn’t easy making the time in her head fit with the little numbers on the thing on her wrist. In her head it was ‘feeling better after dinner’ time.

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