"In some places in America, they add all sorts of things to scrambled eggs--especially salsa," Angus said. "They add bacon, onion, sausage, bell pepper, cheese, just about anything that isn't nailed down, and then they top it all off with salsa.
"Yeah, they can to do that but they can't wrap their heads around baked beans or grilled tomatoes for breakfast," Michael teased. It made Angus laugh.
"You might be right, Ru. It could be the box, it could be a particular piece. It's hard to say." He opened the box and started to take some pieces out of the box one by one, and then he found a particularly odd looking piece. It was a pendant of some sort with an oval stone. It made him feel icy cold, as if he had just stepped out into a winter blizzard. He shivered hard involuntarily, and he noticed that the dark color of the stone seemed to perhaps be just an oval shaped glass bubble that held some sort of black liquid in it.
"Angus, put that thing down," Michael said, noticing that Angus had started to shiver since picking up the pendant. "Ruby, go find a blanket. That thing has some sort of bad juju." Michael took a pencil off the table and used it to take the pendant from Angus and drop it in the jewelry box, closing the lid quickly. "How much you wanna bet that's connected some of the other dark things that have been happening in your family?" Michael did not think this was coincidence at all.