Jack arrived at his dad's house and jumped out of the drivers seat. He looked around, turning left to right, staring at the house while walking up to the ever-so getting closer door. He shuffled into his pocket and grabbed out the key he had from earlier. He rang the doorbell, turning around the key, looking at every piece of it. Soon after, the door opened showing a man in a black suit with a bow-tie wrapped around his neck, "Who are you an what do you want with Mr.Heldrew?" The man questioned as he looked at Jack suspiciously, "Oh! I am the son of 'Mr.Heldrew' and he has called me here." Jack answered as he put the key back in his pocket, "Yes, OK... I'll have to confirm that statement first before letting you in... I wasn't informed of you coming so my apologies."
The black-suited man walked off, calling for Jack's dad. John had a large house due to how much money he had and he hired butlers and maids because he was getting old. Soon after, the black-suited man came back, "Please come with me Sir." Jack followed the man as he walked through the large and long corridors and path-ways eventually leading up to a large dining table with John Hendrew on one side of it, "Ah! Hello, Jack. Come, come. Come sit down with me." He waved; jack walked over to sit next to his farther while taking out the key and placing it on the table. "So, what brings you here Jack?" "What? Didn't you send me a letter to come over?" Jack said confused, "What are you talking about, boy?" John said. Jack took the letter out of his pocket and showed John, putting the key he previously placed on top of it, "Hmmmm.... No. I never wrote this but... the strange thing is..." John said, "This is the REAL key from Helta-Park. Well, at least the original one. The original park."
TO BE CONTINUED...
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