复述书虫的白色巨石

复述书虫的白色巨石 The white stones My name is Chris Ellison and I'm from London. I'm on a ferry. The ferry is going to the island of Skaran in Ireland. The woman behind me tell me that the people on the island don't like archaeologists. When I is on the road of island, a tree begins to fall. Then, I see a new house and a old house. When I'm near the old house, I meet a woman. She lives in the new house. I go to the old house. There is some writing on the door of the house. It says, "Go back to london, Ellison! We don't want you on our island!" The next day I drive to Claygnag, when I drive up a small road, I see a red car facing me. Ten minutes later, I see lots of megalithic stones. They're very beautiful. Near them is a hill. Then I go home and talk about it to people. But nobody wants to talk about them. When I'm near the old house. I see a red car. The American man and the old American woman are talking. When he sees me, he gets into his car and drives away. I see there are lots of very old knives and cups in the American woman's box. The box is on the car. Then a megallthic stone falls on the woman. I phone the police and a policeman catches the long hair man.