Gem - Part TwoMature

She'd been trapped in the car with this maniac for hours now, and it was starting to wear thin. He seemed to have no fear, whacking the car around at the highest speed it would go. Gem had remained silent about his driving up to this point, but when he nearly wrapped it around a tree, she drew the line.

"Look, I don't know much about your anatomy, but I have a feeling you could fold this thing up like a pretzel and still be okay. Me? Not so much. Slow down."

Luke shot her an amused glance, "My driving worry you does it? Don't worry too much, we're almost there."

"Can you tell me where 'there' is yet?" 

Luke shook his head briskly, "Sorry love, but the Maker is a very private man."

"Does this Maker have a name? I should probably know his name before I meet him."

Another brisk head shake. "Nope. I'm not supposed to be talking to you."

Gem went to ask another question, when Luke made a shush sound. She looked up. They were driving down a long gravel driveway, yet there was no house in sight. Gem watched out of the window as they approached. The first thing you saw, were towers, peeking out above the trees, looking for all the world like they were going to a Castle. 

They were. Gem gasped. The place was huge, made of a stark white stone. It screamed spooky too. It looked like a haunted mansion out of Scooby Doo. My life has turned into a real life fantasy novel. 

Luke watched the girl's awe with amusement. They all did the same thing the first time they saw the place. Granted, most were unconscious at this point. This woman seemed to be accepting the Supernatural world within her own pretty well. 

Ham, the Master's Human pet, his Renfield, was waiting outside with a stretcher. Luke parked with a skid, stones flying up into the car's bodywork with a million tiny plinks. He stepped out, "No need for that old chap, this one's awake and kicking." The little old butler's eyebrows rose, but he said nothing. 

Luke pulled the girl from the car, ushering her inside with a hand on her shoulder. He leaned in to whisper, "Don't even think about running. I'll find you."

Gem shivered. This guy was getting creepier by the minute. He ushered her into a stuffy old dining room. Gesturing to a chair he said, "Sit down girl, the Master will be along shortly." With that he stepped outside, and shut the door with a resounding slam.

Gem sat on the edge of the chair uncomfortably. The sooner I can get out of here, the better. 

The End

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