Boy's name? How was Harley a boy's name? She'd been called Harley all her life and no one else had ever considered it a boy's name... had they? "Hey," she pouted childishly. "Rhode ain't exactly a girly name either."
Well, at least Harley agreed with the girl regarding one thing: They needed to be the first to find this basement, before everyone else got all the good stuff! But where to start? She thought back to the bits of map she recalled. No, she couldn't think of anything that looked even slightly helpful.
"Hmm," she droned loudly, thinking again. "Last night a big baby told me there was a trap door that went outside in M78... He coulda been wrong and it goes to the basement."
There was always a chance of that.
"Let's see, if I were a secret basement, where would I hide?" she muttered. Didn't old movies usually have a book in the library or a statue with a head that twisted or something like that when it came to these secret entrances? Maybe that was the case here, too. "... Any ideas?"
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Well, at least Harley agreed with the girl regarding one thing: They needed to be the first to find this basement, before everyone else got all the good stuff! But where to start? She thought back to the bits of map she recalled. No, she couldn't think of anything that looked even slightly helpful.
"Hmm," she droned loudly, thinking again. "Last night a big baby told me there was a trap door that went outside in M78... He coulda been wrong and it goes to the basement."
There was always a chance of that.
"Let's see, if I were a secret basement, where would I hide?" she muttered. Didn't old movies usually have a book in the library or a statue with a head that twisted or something like that when it came to these secret entrances? Maybe that was the case here, too. "... Any ideas?"