The Beatles 'Abbey Road' Custom 컨버스 / Painted Shoes

Jim McCartney couldn't sleep. All 일 long, he'd turned what the police had told him about this mysterious British band over in his mind. How they had come to New York from England. How they all seemed to want to be rock musicians. And how one of them was calling himself James.
It was silly, Jim knew. Paul couldn't have gotten all the way to New York on his own! For one thing, the airlines wouldn't have allowed it. But he might not have been travelling alone, Jim remembered. There were three other boys in this band, who would have had to come over from England too. Could Paul have really formed...

Harold Harrison went straight to the police station and waited in line. It was a different officer this time he spoke to, a 더 많이 personable man than the last one.
"A check of the Liverpool airports? One moment, sir. I'll see what we've turned up." He turned around to some workers behind him and made some inquiries. "All right, let's see what's turned up. I'm sure we'll find your son," he added kindly. "Here we are... teenagers at the airport yesterday... no reports of any teenagers who weren't with their parents... except this one, here."
Mr Harrison raised his head immediately. "Where? Is it...

Back in Liverpool, things with the Harrisons were not going nearly so well. When the plane had taken off without Geo, Mrs Harrison had made her way purposefully to the front and insisted that the plane crew radio down to the New York airport and tell them to find her missing son. The crew had listened to her, but 의해 that time, Geo had already left with Paul, Ringo, and Winston. So when the airplane landed in Liverpool, the Harrisons rushed to the front 책상, 데스크 and demanded news of their son. The Liverpool agent got in touch with the New York airport and listened for a 분 또는 two, only to turn...

In a very short time, Paul and Winston - which probably wasn't his real name, but as long as he had to hide his own name, Paul could hardly expect Winston to reveal his - were riding pleasantly along on two bikes borrowed from Aunt Mimi's garage. Winston had left a little note thanking her for them, which Paul hadn't seen, so he didn't know whether Winston had put his real name on it.
"Won't she get mad that you're takin' those bikes?" he'd asked.
"Probably." Winston had grinned broadly. Then, slyly, "How about your folks? They mad about 당신 being here right now?"
Paul had blushed and dropped...

It was late afternoon, and James Paul McCartney was coming 집 from another fun-filled 일 in Liverpool. Today, as usual, had been filled with a lively combination of rock-and-roll and girls, and as he made his way home, there were still two curly-haired girls on his arm, a brunette in a purple dress and a blonde in a green dress. The girls were giggling at everything Paul said, while he was still 노래 some of the songs he'd played on the jukebox, his gorgeous voice standing out even when he used it casually like this. The girls tried to sing along, but couldn't match him; however, they...

Ringo turned round.
The leaves ahead of him were rustling, and he could just hear a sort of snuffling breathing mixed in with the growling he'd heard. What was happening?! The Beast of Bodmin Moor wasn't supposed to be here! The Orb of Protection was! But Ringo could tell the Beast was there.
Ringo didn't stop to think. He turned and ran, trying to push his way through the thick trees. Behind him, he could hear the menacing growl of a Beast ready to pounce. He tried to 옮기기 faster, but it was difficult to see his way, and his drums slowed him down even more.
Wait - his drums....
It was his only...

The waves swept the 뗏목 down the tunnel. Paul clung to the edge with one hand, having just enough presence of mind to clutch his 베이스 with the other. The 뗏목 swooped up and down, and he was beginning to feel vaguely seasick. The look on Ringo's face as he half-lay on 상단, 맨 위로 of his drum kit told him that he wasn't the only one.
Was this just a natural side effect of floating through tunnels that were probably part of the sewer system, 또는 was there a 더 많이 sinister reason behind this? Well, no matter - first the Beatles had to get off this crazy ride!
With an effort, Paul looked round, squinting...

John was still tired after his first long sleep in days when the Beatles woke up the 다음 morning, but the others were full of nervous energy, hardly able to believe they had survived the night. They were really going to have to do something about this.
"Isn't one of them objects an Orb of Protection 또는 something?" Ringo mentioned as the Fab Four made their way to the bus stop, where they planned to either ride 또는 drive a bus to Dover and the coastline.
"I think so," George replied with a nod, "and Benevolence too, I think it was."
"Well, I wish we had that now," Ringo said, "so's we could sleep...

George looked determined. "We won't crash," he said, "not if I can help it!" And with that, he grabbed the first tool he could find - a pair of tweezers from the first aid kit - and made his way over to one of the windows, as purposefully as he could with the train's movement pitching him in all directions. John, Paul, and Ringo held on to each other and to any handles they could find on the train, trying to stop themselves from falling over, watching George desperately.
George made his way to a window and gave it a good kick. He had to do this a few times, but on the fourth try, his foot made...

A short while later, a train set out from the station. The underground had been almost completely deserted, and it did seem that whoever was supposed to be driving the train had stayed 집 from work that day. When the train left, it had only three passengers - John, Paul, and George. Ringo was driving.
The Beatles had made only one stop on their way to the station - they had gone back to the theatre they had performed in the other day, and had picked up their two guitars, left-handed bass, and small drum kit. They had no real reason for doing this - just that they felt a lot better with their...

Paul, George and Ringo looked at John. "You do?"
"Did 당신 remember another legend that tells us where them things are?" Ringo added hopefully.
"I told you, that wouldn't help us," John said. "But that bank with the smashed-up window will."
George frowned. "How?" he sing-songed. "Paul was right; a beast doesn't need to rob a bank."
"Exactly," John told him. "Not unless there's something in there he doesn't want anyone to find. Something we could use to destroy him and that."
Paul's eyes were wide. "Then 당신 think...."
George was still frowning. "I thought them things were hidden in King Richard's...

It was midafternoon in London. The Big Ben towered over the River Thames, which flowed unconcernedly on its way, past the people going about their business on either side. Everything seemed calm and normal.
But deep down below the water's surface, things were happening. The currents sped up and changed directions, as if suddenly disturbed. The change was mostly happening around a cagelike structure which could almost have passed for an ordinary storm drain - almost. Ominous rumbling sounds were coming from inside. Four long, curved, razor-sharp points emerged from the darkness, scraping against...