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Honeymoon In Transylvania

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Arthur and Margaret Hill were getting married and decided to spend their honeymoon in Transylvania, as they always wanted to go Europe and see the old buildings and castles.

So, several days after their wedding, we find them driving their rental car along a rather deserted road in Transylvania.

It was getting late and also raining very hard. The rain was so heavy in fact that Arthur could barely see ten feet in front of the car.

Suddenly, as they were going around a bend, the car skidded out of control! Arthur attempted to control the car, but to no avail. The car swerved off the road and smashed into a tree.

A few moments later, coming round after the crash, Arthur shook his head to clear the fog.

In a daze, he looked over at the passenger seat and saw his new wife unconscious, with her head bleeding.

Arthur got out of the car and went over to his wife’s side, nudging her to try and wake her, but poor Margaret just lay there unconscious.

Despite the rain and unfamiliar countryside, Arthur knew he had to carry her to the nearest phone to try and get help.

So, Arthur carefully picked his wife up and began trudging down the road.

After a short while, he saw a light.

He headed towards the light, which was coming from an old, large house.

He approached the door and knocked.

A minute passed, so he knocked again, harder this time.

Another minute passed and Arthur was beginning to think that he was out of luck, but then to his relief, a small, hunched man opened the door.

Arthur immediately blurted out, “Hello, my name is Arthur Hill and this is my wife, Margaret. We have been in a terrible accident and my wife has been seriously hurt. Can I please use your phone?”

“I’m sorry”, replied the hunchback, “but we don’t have a phone. My master is a doctor though. Come in and I will get him.”

So Arthur brought his wife into the room.

A few minutes later, an elegantly dressed man came down the stairs.

“I’m afraid my assistant may have misled you” the man said. “I am not a medical doctor. I am a scientist. However, it is many miles to the nearest clinic and I have had basic medical training. I will see what I can do to help your wife”.

He beckons to the hunchback, “Igor, come down to the laboratory”.

With that, Igor picked up Margaret and carried her downstairs, with Arthur following closely.

Igor placed Margaret on a table in the laboratory.

At this point, Arthur collapsed from exhaustion and from his own injuries, so the hunchback placed Arthur on an adjoining table.

After a brief examination, the hunchback’s master looked worried.

“Things are serious, Igor. Prepare a transfusion.”

Igor and his master worked feverishly, but to no avail. Arthur and Margaret Hill had succumbed to their injuries and were no more.

The Hills’ deaths upset Igor’s master greatly.

Wearily, he climbed the steps to his conservatory, which housed his pipe organ. For it is here that he has always found solace. He began to play and a stirring, almost haunting melody filled the big old house.

Meanwhile, Igor was still in the laboratory, tidying up.

As the music filled the laboratory, his eyes caught a movement. He noticed the fingers on Margaret Hill’s hand start to twitch.

Stunned, he watched as Arthur’s arm began to rise off the table.

He was further amazed a few moments later, when Margaret sat straight up!

Unable to contain himself, he dashed up the stairs to the conservatory. He burst in and shouted to his master:

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O.K. You asked for it……

“Master, Master!…The Hills are alive with the sound of music!”


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