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doing it? Check it out.

Where'd you get that stuff anyway? The museum?

Sort of. I dug through my parents' garage.

What's that?

It's one of those 3D puzzles that give you a headache.

Whatever happened to those things?

Look, look.

This is great.

I've got a story about... Not exactly.

My story's about stuff that's not around anymore.

You see, all this stuff used to be really popular.

Final records, 8 -track tapes.

What's an 8 -track tape?

Exactly.

So much stuff disappears so completely that people barely remember it.

So I was thinking, where do things go when nobody wants them anymore?

And who sends them there? And if it's the kind of place that takes anything,

could it be the kind of place that takes... anyone?

And if you're sent there, is there any way to get back?

Or will you be stuck there and forgotten, like yesterday's news?

Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society, I call this story...

The Tale of Oblivion.

Lock the door, quickly!

We must protect the tools.

No. The power of the tools is greater than even he can imagine.

But it is a cruel fate.

Perhaps. But the tools of oblivion must not fall into his hands.

These cannot be found.

We must hide them in the new world.

Max, it's getting up time.

I hate it when she does that.

You both have piano lessons at 3 .30. I'll be home at 5.

And I want the house clean. That means you, Max, your room's a disaster. What

about Shelly?

My room's already clean.

Start on mine.

Yeah, right.

Just do it, Max.

You're going to be late for work, Mom. And you're going to be late for school.

Scoot. I can't find my art supplies.

Well, where did you put them?

If I knew that, I wouldn't be looking for them.

Responsibility, Max.

Learn it.

Let's go.

What's your problem?

Just because you're twins doesn't mean we're joined at the hip. We're not.

But we eat together, you're in all my classes, we walk to school together, you

hang with all my friends. You're my...

You might get sick.

Hey, maybe we can get some art supplies here.

Can't you just borrow some?

No way. Sharing art supplies is like sharing someone's toothbrush.

Joe is my name, and help is exactly what I have to offer.

What can I... What can I help you with?

I know.

Perhaps a talisman from the Far East.

Or a doorway that can show the future.

You can find the most interesting items in my shop. All you need do is ask.

Art supplies.

I need art supplies.

Pencils are over there.

We're going to be late for school.

School. School. That's it. I have the perfect, the perfect gift for school.

School people.

An abacus.

This was once used by someone a long, long time ago to measure

the speed of heat.

But I need art supplies.

Yes. So you said.

Hey, what's this?

Ah, you have excellent taste. That comes all the way from England. It's very,

very special.

It's, um, it's, it's an antique.

It's an antique holder.

An antique holder for, uh, for arts of mine.

There's only one piece of charcoal.

Yes, well, not just any piece.

This... This piece of charcoal has been passed down through the centuries.

It has been used by some of the greatest artists of all time.

Really?

Like who?

Like Picasso and Da Vinci and...

Did I say Picasso?

Way cool.

It is? It is, it is.

And it can be yours for only $30.

$30? Ten dollars. I distinctly said ten.

But I'm losing on the deal.

Who took the apple?

Now who took the pear?

Can't you wait for lunch?

I don't know what happened, okay?

Weren't you the least bit curious?

You're the brains of the family. You figure it out.

Butch didn't run in here, did he?

Not unless he was chasing you.

You gonna get that?

Wake up, Mrs. Fitzgerald. She's here for our lesson.

I don't feel like practicing today.

You can't just bail.

I'm not bailing.

But I'm not practicing either.

wrinkles waiting for you out there.

Sorry.

And what are we doing today?

Let me guess.

Scales. That's right.

Scales. I hope you've been practicing.

Is this some kind of a joke?

I don't know.

I mean... Max!

Where'd the piano go?

I have no time for games.

Nobody can move a piano that fast.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Stop fooling around. What happened?

I erased it.

You what?

That Sarto guy was right.

This thing is special.

Whatever I draw, I can erase.

I mean, really erase.

Observe.

Shelly's underpants?

Could you be a little bit more juvenile?

That's what happens to the fruit in the classroom, isn't it?

And my pencil.

You erased butch.

You can't just erase things you don't like.

Yes, I can. And if you don't stay out of my face, you'll be next.

I'm telling Mom.

You are so busted.

You're not telling Mom anything. Watch this.

Erase me? Maybe.

Hi,

Mom. This is Shelly.

We have a problem here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. We're fine.

But Max is... Max is...

Shelly? Shelly?

Shelly, honey?

Shelly?

Mom!

Hi. Uh, no.

No problems here.

I don't know what she meant. Um, you want to talk to her?

Uh, hold on.

Shelly?

She had to go. Uh, nature calls, you know.

Gotta run.

Bye.

What did I do?

Mr. Sardo?

Mr. Sardo!

It's Sardo.

No, mister.

Accent on the dough. Look, that stuff you sold me made my sister disappear.

And that's a problem because... Because she's gone.

I don't know where she is, and it's all my fault. Is that enough of a problem

for you?

It is if you want a refund, because I don't give a refund.

I don't want...

Of course you do. Of course you do.

Well, it's quite simple, really.

In order for you to get her back, you must first

find her.

And in order for you to find her, you must follow her and go...

To be or not to be, that is the question.

This is my region.

Okay.

But where are we?

We're in oblivion.

And if you're here, you've been erased like everything else.

All this stuff has been erased?

Does not breathe?

Garbage.

Who are you?

I am Kronos, the Conqueror.

And when I escape from this dungeon of rubbish, all shall know my name and once

again feel my wrath.

Who

erased

you?

No one.

I erased myself.

Don't trifle with me, boy.

Why would anyone erase themselves?

To find my sister.

Then you must possess the tools of oblivion.

The what?

No, I just have a stick of charcoal and an old eraser.

Tools. I've waited for them for centuries.

Give them to me.

Why?

You want to get out of here?

Only I know the way.

Well, why don't you just tell me and then we'll get out together.

Give me the tools.

Don't make me crush you, boy.

You did not think that would work, did you, boy?

Come here.

We'll be there by the time... Four score and seven years

ago, our forefathers founded this country.

Now what?

I

did

what you said. I followed my sister here and now I got stuck.

Where's here?

Oblivion. That's where everything goes when it's been erased with this.

Really?

How interesting.

You sold this to me, now you're going to get us out. I can assure you, I have no

idea... What is that?

You are in no position to bargain.

All right. Here.

My.

It's hopeless.

It's useless.

At last.

All that's left of my time is finished.

What happened?

It worked.

I erased Oblivion.

Why didn't we get erased?

Because I didn't erase us.

But then where are we?

We're nowhere.

But not for long.

You want the honors?

I don't suppose you could draw a magician to my house?

Never thought I'd be happy to see this mess.

Tell me, that was all a dream.

Mom!

Mothers never like me.

That's what I called you about.

It was totally out of tune, so... So, I took it to the

shop to get it tuned.

In fact, I really should be going there now.

Goodbye.

The house is a mess.

What have you kids been doing?

Um, nothing. Just playing with the dog.

So Max had the power to create and destroy.

And it all came from a simple piece of charcoal and a tiny piece of rubber.

The end.

Wow, that's really great.

What are you doing with that?

No, it's not very good.

I thought I'd just... Hey,

it's just a story.

But I'll take care of it if you guys help me carry this stuff back. Sure,