Disaster Diaries: Cursed! by R. McGeddon

Author:R. McGeddon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Imprint

“I think your dad would have mentioned it,” Arty laughed, scanning his eyes across the pictures. As he peered closer, he noticed something weird about Caruthers and his heirs. The early Caruthers ancestors all had little plaques under each painting claiming that they were mayors or bigwigs or other fancy, rich people, and they wore colorful silk clothes and carried impressive weapons. But over time, the people in the portraits looked less successful. One of them had a mouthful of rotten teeth. Another had a ripped hat and a wooden sword. Eventually, the records stopped about fifty years ago, and then there were no more portraits at all.

“Aw,” said Sam as they reached the end of the gallery. “Maybe I am descended from him, and it just got lost in time.”

“But probably not,” Arty said. “I mean, you do have all your teeth!”

Emmie let out a whistle like a frightened bird, which according to their secret whistling signal meant Come here, now!

Arty and Sam came running over. Emmie and Phoebe stood outside a door with a sign that read RESTRICTED AREA. Like any good action hero and world-saver, she didn’t let a little thing like a sign put her off.

“C’mon, guys,” she said, in between a cough and a sneeze. “If the treasure’s anywhere, it’ll be in here.”

Sam couldn’t help but notice another little green spot had appeared on her forehead. His brow wrinkled with concern, but Emmie pushed open the heavy wooden door before he could say anything, and they all dived inside.

“For the love of history!” Arty cried. “Still nothing.”

The kids sighed; once again, there was no treasure to be found. However, they were obviously somewhere official and important, and it didn’t take long before they did find something of interest. There were glass cabinets with the doors flung open, artifacts strewn about the place, and on a huge wooden desk, dusty old parchments lay piled up just waiting to be rummaged through.

“Maybe there are some clues here,” Arty said. “There’s all sorts of stuff.…”

He picked up the nearest parchment and whistled. “Whoa … I think we’ve hit the jackpot. This is from Armitage Caruthers himself.… It must be part of his captain’s log!”

Sam’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. “Lemme see! Lemme see!” he gasped.

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