“LEt’s see, where is the treasure? The altar? The kneelers, the pew? No, the altar! Definitely the altar....defintely...definitely...” he greeds.
“I’m terribly sorry sir.” you hear from upstairs.
“What? Oh hi Hogsworth! Are you going to be my servant?”
“I’m sorry sir. He made me do it,” you hear Hogsworth sadly say. A lever is pulled.
“Wait what? AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”
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