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"It was a dark and stormy night ..."

Do I know you all like a good story, and this one's no exception.  One thing to remember ... scroll down one line at a time.  Don't peek, and enjoy!


Bob and Betty Hill were newlyweds vacationing in Europe and, as luck would have it, they happened to be driving near Transylvania on a dark and stormy night.  The weather became very treacherous with rain coming down so hard that Bob couldn't see ten feet beyond the car.

All of a sudden, there was a sharp turn in the road which Bob didn't see.  He lost control of the car, crashing into a large tree.  When Bob regained consciousness, he discovered to his horror that his bride was badly injured.  He managed to climb out of the car, carefully removed Betty from the front seat, and set off to find a phone to call for help.

Walking along through the driving rain, Bob saw a solitary light in the distance.  As he worked his way towards the light, he noticed that it was coming from a old mansion up on a hill.  He managed to carry Betty up the slippery road to the mansion and knocked on the huge door.  A moment later the creaky door slowing opened and a hunchback appeared.

"What is wanted?", the hunchback asked in his best Peter Lorre imitation.

Breathless from his long, slippery walk up the road Bob replied, "My name is Bob Hill, and my wife and I have been in a terrible accident.  May I use your phone to call a doctor for help?"

"We have no phone", the hunchback replied, "but my Master is a doctor, so perhaps he can help you."

Just then, from across a huge entry way, his Master appeared at the top of  the stairs.  "What is wanted, Igor?  What is all the commotion downstairs?"

"Oh, Master!  These are the Hills.  They've been in an accident and wanted to use a phone to call for help, but I explained that we don't have one.  I told them you are a doctor and could possibly help them".

"Igor.  Not again." the Master replied in frustration.  Turning his attention to the Hills as he descended the huge stone stairs he said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Hill.  My assistant has misled you.  I'm not a doctor, but I am a scientist and know some basic medical procedures.  Come in and let me see what I can do for you and your wife."

"Igor, escort the Hills to the laboratory downstairs."

Down in the dimly lighted lab, the Master told Igor to help Bob lift Betty onto one of the procedure tables.  A moment after carefully placing his sweet bride on the table, Bob collapsed from exhaustion and the loss of blood from his own injuries.  The Master and Igor then placed Bob on another table and turned their attention back to Betty.

Working feverishly for hours, they did everything they could to save Betty's life, but to no avail.  The Master then turned to Bob to more closely examine the extent of his injuries, only to discover that while they had been trying to save Betty, Bob had also passed away.

Brokenhearted, the Master told his servant, "Igor, I can't believe what's just happened here.  I don't understand it.  I should have been able to save the Hills, but instead I lost them both!  I'm going upstairs to the music room to find some solace.  Please clean up the lab for me, my trusted servant".

While he diligently cleaned the lab, Igor could hear his Master sadly playing the organ upstairs.  He then noticed something out of the corner of his one good eye.  Something moved in the lab.  He looked around and around, and there it was again!  One of Betty's fingers moved ever so slightly.  Pretty soon another began to move, and then a finger on her other hand began to move.  It wasn't long before her feet began to show signs of life as well.

Igor turned towards Bob just as his chest began to rise ever so slightly from the intake of air.  Hearing movement behind him, Igor swung back around just in time to see Betty sit bolt-upright on her table, and by now Bob's breathing was nearly back to normal.

Dragging his bad leg behind him, Igor rushed from the laboratory, and in haste, ran to find his Master.  Entering the music room he exclaimed,


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