Frisco, Lucy and Luke have arrived at the base of the castle in the Carpathians. The trip has gone smoothly, and Frisco assures them that it is due to having friends of distinction. However, once the trio exits the car, and begins the climb to the servant’s entrance, Lucy is having serious doubts as to the intelligence of this latest move.

"It’s cold, dark, scary and Halloween," Lucy whispers as they creep closer to the entrance.

"It’s supposed to be deserted, abandoned," Frisco tells her. "The locals think it’s haunted."

"I wonder why?" Lucy mutters aloud as a wolf’s howl breaks the almost eerie silence. The moon has yet to rise, and suddenly, something flutters close to Lucy’s head. Shaking, she edges closer to Luke.

"It’s okay, darlin’," he tells her. "I’ve got silver bullets in my pistol."

"But they only work on werewolves. We need garlic and stakes. And crucifixes. And, holy water. Guys, I hate to tell you this, but we’re just not ready to go in there. Heaven only knows, make that he** only knows what’s in there, and if you think I’m going in there, you have another think coming."

"Good grief, Lucy," Frisco whispers. "Get a grip! There are no such things as vampires. Or, werewolves." Still, when the door to the servants entrance creaks open of its own accord, Frisco jumps. "Uh, electric eye," he mutters, pointing out the small device discreetly hidden. "Maybe this place isn’t as deserted as we thought it was."

"All the more reason to turn back now," Lucy tells them. "It’s the height of bad manners just to barge in unannounced."

"You see a butler?" Frisco asks.

Suddenly, Lucy has a vision of a huge character, asking, "You rang?" With a whimper of nerves, she takes Luke by the arm. "Wait for me!" Nobody meets them, or tries to bar their entrance, so the intrepid trio advances warily into the castle.

"Shhhhhhh." Frisco says, listening carefully. Another whimper escape’s Lucy’s lips as she clings unashamedly limpet-like to Luke. Luke grins, but his mind is alert, his eyes not missing a thing.

"Let’s split up," Frisco says. "We can cover more territory that way."

"Let’s not," Lucy says.

Luke injects, "Lucy and I will go together."

Frisco nods, and disappears stealthily down the first corridor to the right, after saying, "I’ll go up, you go down."

Lucy is terrified, but not to the point of speechlessness. In fact, nerves have opened a previously undiscovered wealth of words. "Luke, why do we have to be here? There’s no Cassidy or Cassidine on the mailbox. In fact, there’s no mailbox. Nobody lives here. I mean, look around you. Would you live here?? Okay, so the furniture is probably worth a small fortune, but it’d take almost that much to clean it! We’re talking Halloween decorations, here! Look at the cobwebs over there! That spider in the middle of the web...YIKES!! It’s moving!!!"

"Lucy, hush, darlin’. That poor little old spider is more scared of you than you are of it."

"I doubt that," she says, skirting the arachnid carefully. As she does, her rear end comes in contact with something cold and metallic. Whirling, she narrowly misses falling down a staircase as she shrinks from the suit of armor she’s encountered.

"Relax, Luce! There’s nobody home in there." They move quietly away, and as they do, we see the head of the armor turn as if following their movements.

Twisting and turning in the rabbit warren of a castle, Luke and Lucy move almost as one, taking each staircase that appears to lead down.

Finally, after finding nothing of real interest, Luke goes to a wall at the end of the hallway, and says, "This is it. Nothing down this way. I hope that Frisco has been luckier than we have." He takes out his walkie talkie to call Frisco, and Lucy leans back against the wall to catch her breath. Suddenly, the wall swivels with Lucy, and she shrieks, causing Luke to turn swiftly around. "Lucy?" he yells. "Lucy, where are you?" Lucy, meanwhile, has found herself in a dimly lit chamber, and to her horror she sees.... "Luke!!! Help!!! Get me out of here!!!!"

Luke, a man of action, quickly figures out what to do, and he joins her. Lucy jumps into his arms, screaming. "Get me out of here!!" staggering from Lucy’s leap of terror, Luke sees what she’s screaming about.

"Holy ****!!!"

"There’s nothing holy about that," Lucy says, as they stare at the coffins that lay quietly over to one side.

"Ohmigosh. Luke, don’t go there."

"We’ve gotta find out," Luke says, as he gingerly approaches the coffins.

"No we don’t," Lucy tells him. "We can just turn around, and leave. Luke, don’t open that!!! We don’t have any stakes!! Luke!!! LUKE!!!!!"

Suddenly, we hear a creak, as Luke raises the lid. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm

Stay tuned!!! YIKES!! Good Grief!! Why did Luke have to go and open that coffin????

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