Many years ago, in the land of kings and knights, Dozer, a
powerful wizard, casts a spell over Scartin, and changes him into a tiny toy
wizard and puts him inside the box of a puzzle.
Centuries later, Shelly Taylor, and her two kids, Bobby and
Andrea, find their lives in turmoil. They are uprooted from their home and
friends and moved to a small town in Idaho. Their parents’ marriage falls apart, and to
make matters worse, for some reason the kids at their schools are shunning
them.
Shelly, once an advertising executive, starts cleaning houses
to make ends meet. It is in one of these
old homes where the ancient puzzle is found.
As the family works on the puzzle, strange things start to
happen. An evil presence is making its
way to the Taylor house, intent on making sure that puzzle never gets put
together, no matter the cost, and it’s up to Bobby and Andrea to make sure that
it does!
Excerpt
“Bobby,”
Shelly knocked as she opened his bedroom door, “it’s raining. I have to leave early today, so I’ll drop you
off at school.”
“Okay,
Mom.” Bobby rolled over on his side
covering his head with his blankets.
“I
believe your mother wants you to arise.”
Scartin’s muffled voice came to Bobby.
Throwing
his covers off Bobby sat up in bed, scratching his head, yawning.
“You
look weary, young Bobby.”
The
boy jumped up and locked his bedroom door.
“Ya think?” he asked trying to use his best sarcasm. More than once, during the night, thunder had
crashed, rattling the windows. “A few
times the thunder had woke me up and I find Rip Van Winkle staring down at me
scaring the..the..you know what out of me.”
Scartin
sat down on the chair, eyes wide with wonder.
“I think you might have been dreaming.
I didn’t see Rip here last night.”
“Ugh,”
Bobby groaned. He pushed himself off the
bed and got clothes out of his drawers.
“I was talking about you.”
After
a few minutes a smile lit up the wizard’s face and then a deep belly laugh
escaped from deep inside. “You are
jesting. Now I understand!”
“SHHHHH!”
Bobby whispered urgently waving his hands.
Andi
pounded on the bedroom door. “Who are
you talking to?”
“Uhm…nobody. I’m singing!”
Bobby pushed Scartin toward the closet door. “Joey and I will be here after school to work
on the puzzle. Stay hidden.”
Scartin
was still smiling as he put up a hand to stop the closet door from shutting
“What?”
Bobby asked.
“Rip
and I don’t resemble each other very much.
He’s much shorter than I am.”
Stunned
with the realization there really was a Rip Van Winkle, Bobby stuttered,
“O..okay. Dude, just stay out of sight.”
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