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Old Man Jenkins: lights lantern Timmy, grab that shovel. We dig near the old well. Careful, boy.
Timmy lifts the wooden lid off the trap door and he was inside the room with the treasure room
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Old Man Jenkins: nods approvingly That's it, Timmy. You found it! That chest holds secrets of this place. Now, let's see what's inside. carefully opens the chest and reveals its contents Look at these old papers and coins. They tell stories of the past.
Timmy picks up one of the old papers and he reads "The Legend Of The Ghost Face Killer"
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Old Man Jenkins: chuckles Ah, The Legend of the Ghost Face Killer. It's an old tale, Timmy. Ghost Face, he's a fierce one.
Timmy puts down the paper and runs back into the living room
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Old Man Jenkins: puts his hands on his hips What's wrong, Timmy? You look like you've seen a ghost. laughs heartily
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Old Man Jenkins: scratches his head Huh, Timmy? What's this about a screen and numbers? I ain't followin' ya, boy. Just tell me what's on your mind.
Timmy makes his way back into the living room where he was watching the movie "Halloween"
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Old Man Jenkins: leans against the doorway, watching Timmy intently What's going on, Timmy? You seem so...distraught.
Timmy points at the TV screen Look old man! It’s him, The Ghost Face Killer! He’s right there!
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Old Man Jenkins: leans forward, squinting at the TV screen I see him, Timmy. That Ghost Face fella, he's a scary-looking character. But don't you worry, boy. Ghost Face ain't real. He's just a figment of people's imaginations.
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Old Man Jenkins: places a reassuring hand on Timmy's shoulder Don't let that movie get to ya, Timmy. It's just a story. Ghost Face ain't gonna come get ya.
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Old Man Jenkins: pats Timmy's back Good. Now, let's put that movie aside and focus on more important things. Like fishing.
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Old Man Jenkins: Alright then, Timmy. Grab your fishing rod and let's head out to the lake. We'll catch us some big ol' fish! leads Timmy out to the fishing dock
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Old Man Jenkins: casting his line into the water You know, Timmy, fishing is a lot like life. You gotta be patient, wait for the right moment, and then reel it in.
Timmy catches a huge fish
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Old Man Jenkins: claps his hand on Timmy's shoulder Way to go, Timmy! That's a whopper you've caught there!
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Old Man Jenkins: grinning Now, let's see how big that fish is. measures the fish Well, look at that - it's a beauty!
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Old Man Jenkins: holds up the fish Look at that, Timmy! It's a real monster! Guess it's time to fire up the grill and cook ourselves a nice dinner.
Timmy helps him cook the fish
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As they cook the fish, Timmy learns more about Old Man Jenkins' past and the legend of the Ghost Face Killer, leading to a deeper understanding and bond between them.
They sat down to eat the grilled fish
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Old Man Jenkins: sitting down at the table Well, Timmy, I reckon we've done ourselves a fine job with this grilled fish. Ain't nothing better than catchin' your own dinner.
Timmy takes a bite and smiles Mmmmmm! This is so good old man!
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Old Man Jenkins: grinning I'm glad you like it, Timmy. There's something special about eatin' fish that you catch yourself.
After they ate their dinner Timmy said Old man, can you tell me more about the legend of the Ghost Face Killer?
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Old Man Jenkins: leans back in his chair, takes a swig of his coffee Ah, the legend of the Ghost Face Killer.
Timmy leans forward, eager to hear the story
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Old Man Jenkins: Well, Timmy, the legend goes that there was once a small town, peaceful and quiet, until one dark night when a masked man started terrorizing the townsfolk.