1 The Museum

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Chapter 1 THE MUSEUM Sitting in the cozy control room of the Dull-on-Sea Museum, Arthur Poppycock bit into his double-chocolate muffin and slurped his coffee. "Mmmm, how delicious," he mumbled as soggy crumbs tumbled down his chin.

Being a security guard was the best job Arthur had ever had. Endless cups of coffee, as many muffins as he could eat (without Mrs. Poppycock reminding him of his pant-button problem), plenty of time to read VW Beetle Monthly, and hours of silence to tackle his beloved crosswords. But best of all, thought Arthur, nothing EVER happens in Dull-on-Sea. CREAK! "What was that?"

CLANK! "Probably a cat in the alley," Arthur muttered. He switched to the alley camera, but there was nothing on the screen. CLUNK! "Or a very big mouse..." CRASH! "I'd better check," he told himself.

The only bad thing about his job at the Dull-on-Sea Museum, apart from the itchy sweater and having to polish his shoes every day, was that Arthur was a little bit afraid of the dark. Everything looked spooky beyond the glow of his flashlight. There were funny shadows everywhere: statues... sculptures... stuffed animals. paintings... and...

P... P... Pl... Pl... PIR... PIRATES!