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Tim Drake was sitting patiently listening to the auctioneer go through the different objects waiting for just the one he was going to gift to his brother, Damian.
"665, ladies and gentlemen: a papier-mache musical box, in the shape of a barrel-organ. Attached, the figure of a monkey in Persian robes playing the cymbals. This item, discovered in the vaults of the theatre, still in working order."
Tim held his hand up to win this one. He knew it was once his brother's, and hoped that it would cheer him up after the death of this wife. After winning it, he got up to leave only to be stopped by the next lot.
"Lot 666, then: a chandelier in pieces. Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera: a mystery never fully explained. We are told ladies and gentlemen, that this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster. Our workshops have restored it and fitted up parts of it with wiring for the new electric light, so that we may get a hint of what it may look like when re-assembled. Perhaps we may frighten away the ghost of so many years ago with a little illumination, gentlemen?"