The Pickled Brain Vault

I squeezed right through the narrow crack of the dark pantry door into the shadows! Deep on the lowest shelf, hidden behind a towering cereal box, sat a massive glass jar filled with murky yellowish liquid. Floating right in the brine were lumpy, wrinkled chunks that looked just like preserved zombie brains! Naturally, I scrambled up a rough burlap potato sack and pressed both plush hands against the chilly glass to stare the floating fiends down! When I knocked against the tin lid, CLINK—the preserved brains bobbed and spun straight toward my face! My head wobbled with pure spooky glee—I uncovered the mad scientist's secret vault!