The Spelstorm Manor was once a grand ole' palace. The General Spelstorm had many interests one of which was race cars. Ryan wondered if any of the cars might have been stored in the large now gray wood barn.
Ryan's kid brother Johnny followed his idol toward whatever adventure they might find. The size of the barn soon began to take Ryan's thoughts to new levels. The barn looked big from the rear of the mansion but as they approached it got just plain huge. The barn stood a good four stories high and maybe two hundred feet wide and six hundred feet long.
The main barn doors were locked with a chain and big padlock. So Ryan looked around the base for a more normal sized door. The two boys jumped the fence into the now dry and hard cattle run. The lower opening for the cows to enter before milking was wide open and the two slipped inside.
"Ryan it's so dark in here!" pleaded Johnny as he didn't like the blackness. Ryan was ready and had a small flashlite which with a click spotted an electric panel.
Ryan never expected to find power but with a click the lower floor was bathed in a yellowish light. Now the sight of cow pies and rotting straw was in plain sight. As they walked toward the end of the milking bays Ryan kicked at one pie to find it fresh and soft.
"Yuck!" said Johnny as he watched big brother.
A steel door slid back and they looked down a long room. The room was very clean and free of dust. The floor was polished and there stood no less than twenty old fine cars.
"His collection!" said Ryan out loud. The two boys began to walk the isleway between two long rows of old sport cars. Ryan gawked at the beauty of each car but then suddenly stopped dead in his tracks.
Looking about the sudden clean aspect of the entire room had him wondering how it stayed so clean for so very long. Then a noise at the far end made the boys drop to the floor.
The strange but common sound of a horse cloping along made Ryan wonder how it got inside. Ryan's eyes were first to go wide as he saw a man with a dustmop working his way down between the cars. Ryan looked back at the still open door to the milking bay and knew he could not just run out. Johnny too watched and began to shiver about the lower lips as the fear of being caught was a bit much.
"Hello, who's down there between the cars?" asked the man as he looked up.
Ryan stood up and then Johnny too as they'd been caught.
"Hello there, come closer I don't bite!" said the man waving at the boys.
Ryan and Johnny slowly walked the long room to meet the janitor. As they stepped within ten feet it was Johnny who gasp first.
"Oh I look strange to you hmmm?" said the man with a smile.
There he stood dressed in a pladd shirt and turtle neck. A dustmop in hand and from the waist to the floor all complete horse. Ryan looked him up and down as Johnny stared at the huge sheath and well hung balls.
"Who, ahh what are you?" asked Ryan with a studder.
"I am the General's old friend and now janitor. He and I enjoyed many a battle during his time on earth. Now he has been gone these many years. I stand here doing this job as I'm not allowed to leave the building less this horse part of me take complete ownership. I had a run in with old Zepar back there and he got his evil fingers on me long enough to do this!" explained the man.
"How long have you lived here?" asked Ryan.
The man closed his eyes and thought for a minute. "Seventy two, yup seventy two years next thursday!"
Suddenly the man jumped back as he quickly looked down at Johnny. "Don't do things like that boy I'm real and can feel everything!" he said to Johnny.
"What did he do?" asked Ryan looking at his little brother.
"I poked my finger in his black sock there!' said Johnny.
The man lifted his shirt as Ryan peered his view downward. In fact Johnny had thought a black sock was indeed the man's horsey sheath.
"Sorry he's always doing that to ponies and horses, kinda a fetish I guess?" said Ryan still looking down at Johnny.
Then questions flew and answers were offered as Ryan and Mister Boot traded information. Suddenly Ryan notice Johnny was missing.