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The museum was growing peaceful in the afternoon. The warm glow of the evening sun shone through the large ornate windows, creating sparkles from dust motes that were suspended in the air. The noise and bustle had quietened now. In 2035, it was rare to find the museum so populated as it had been today.
Sitting alone on a couch in the museum lobby, Soma reflected on this as he looked up from his random notes scrawled onto his notebook. The refreshing silence was certainly a change from earlier that day, when the new exhibits had first been shown to the public.
My research is almost done for those papers I have to write...Soma mused, tucking the notepad away into his coat. However, I want to research those new findings that were brought in today for my own reasons.
He got up and made his way to the main auditorium,just down the hall and to the left. Pushing the door open, he gazed around the dusty, dimly lit room. Beyond the red felt ropes that restricted civilian access, there were ornate coffins, ancient weapons, and old fabrics, all obtained from a recent discovery in Europe.
A heavy hand fell upon Soma's shoulder, causing him to gasp and turn around.
"What are you doing here, young man?" The owner of the hand asked. Soma had been discovered by the museum curator.
"N-Nothing, I er, was just leaving." Soma stammered, trying to get past the curator, who kept a firm but gentle grip on his shoulder.
"Curiosity got the better of you?" The curator smiled, " I don't remeber seeing you in the earlier exhibition."
"You're right, I wasn't." Soma responded, "I wanted to ask--Where exactly do all of these items come from in Europe?"
"They were excavated in the ruins of a castle, rumoured to be the residence of the Dark Lord himself, Dracula, if you believe in such things, otherwise it was a find from an ancient castle, with ties to many ancient wars, or so the tomes we recovered say." The curator explained.
"I see.." Soma replied, growing uneasy with the exhibit.

{original idea by Soma Cruz}

she was looking out for the manager. for some reason the manager had her eye on her. Like she was going to do something. well she was but that's beside the point. they always suspect the goth kids. she was looking for the new exhibit. It came in from Romania.