Witherbury

One dreary winter night, the Merton family spent the evening at the Furgeson's manor. They were having a Christmas party a week before the occasion. Everyone danced and sang to traditional Christmas carols, ate pumpkin pie, and entertained each other. Everyone was having a great time, but Percy Merton, a boy of thirteen and short stature, was not having fun. He was only anxious to get back home and retire, for he did not like any of the guests attending. Such as the girl down the street, Harriet. Small and stout, with an incredibly annoying voice, always whining. And that trouble maker boy Gill, always looking to make her upset, which makes her even more annoying. He could barely take it anymore, so Percy went to explore the house for a quiet place away from the jibber-jabber. He left the big living room with the piano that people gathered round and sang carols, and made for the room across the way. He tried the door and found it locked, so searched for another door. Over by a book case, next to a fire place, was a tiny door. He checked to see if anyone were looking. Clear. He paced across the room to the door, tried the knob, and opened it. Inside it was dimly lit with orange candle light and the light from the room he just left. He closed the door. The candle was the only light illuminating the room. He checked along the wall for a switch, felt a small lump, and pushed it upwards. The light illuminated the room from above, and he found that he was in a tiny study. "This very might well be the place I shall spend the rest of the night." He looked around at all the facinating artifacts. Book cases all along the walls with titles he hadn't heard of, and a desk in the middle of the room where the candle sat with a big red, overstuffed chair pushed up to it. He made way for the candle, and blew it out. Percy walked to a book case. He looked at books with titles like, "Taxonomy Vol. 1" and "How to locate Polaris".
"How dreary" he thought to himself. He was nearly through with looking through the books on that particular shelf, when he found a large book that said in bold letters, "Whitherbury."
He wondered aloud, "Whitherbury? How curious." He started to pull out the heavy book, but it wouldn't budge. He stretched his arms, grabbed ahold of the book with a tight grip, and pulled with all his might. He managed to get it to budge an inch, but that's as far as it went. The ground started vibrating, and he looked down at his feet and noticed the vibrations growing gradually. He grabbled ahold of the book case. The room seemed to be tilting downwards from where he was standing. The whole room was shaking with enough force to break anything in that room, but nothing did. It was as if everything were glued to it's place. The room kept tilting, and Percy knew in a few seconds, he'd have to sit on the bookcase, for the room will have tilted so that the bookcase was the floor beneath him. Now everything that was on the floor was now on the wall, and the room continued to spin. Percy ran across the books to what was now the center of the room, and stood by a portrait of some strange man. the room kept turning and was soon sloping downwards towards the white ceiling. Percy sat down on the wall, or the floor, and let himself slide down to the ceiling. He laughed out loud with joy, for he had never thought his horrible evening would turn out to be such fun. His feet hit the ceiling, and what was the floor was now turning into the wall, and what was supposed to be the floor was now the celing. everything was still in it's original place. Percy stayed away from where the desk was hanging on the ceiling, in fear that any minute it would fall on top of him. The room stopped vibrating, and Percy jumped with joy in his place, but stopped as soon as he felt the room yet again vibrating. He looked to where an empty space on the wall was next to a book case, and saw a huge piece protruding out of the wall, door shaped. It came out and slid to the right and revealed something beyond it that wasn't there before. Percy stared in amazement.