Ally looked into one of the rooms and gasped. “John, come look at this.” John was at her side in an instant. “What is it?” He asked as he turned to look into the room. A sudden astonished look crossed his face. “Wow.”

Ally walked into the room and looked around some more. “What do you suppose all of this stuff is?”

“It looks like some kind of collector’s room.” John walked into the room and looked around at all of the ancient artifacts around him. “I wonder who used to live here…”

“That’s what I’d like to know.” Ally said. She turned around and froze when she saw a strange man standing in the door way.

“What’s wrong?” John asked when he saw her face. All Ally could do was point. John turned around and saw the stranger. His heart almost leaped out of his chest in fright. “Who are you?”

“I could ask you the same question.” Came the stranger’s reply. He was an older man, about John’s height, with short, silver hair. “What are you doing in my house?”