We were playing tag. My friend was chasing me. There was nowhere to go and then I thought of something: the forest! I ran as fast as I could towards the forest. We went deeper and deeper into the forest.
We were playing tag. My friend was chasing me. There was nowhere to go and then I thought of something: the forest! I ran as fast as I could towards the forest. We went deeper and deeper into the forest. Can we stop? Then, we came upon a few dead bodies. It was on the other side of a little hill. It was almost as if the trees were forming a gate around it. When I saw the bodies, I got really worried. And then we figured out that the dead bodies were our parents! I was very sad.
(3 weeks later)
I hear a big thump and a wake up. I realize what the sound is. The paperboy tossing the newspaper at the door. I get up, open the door, and look at the newspaper. On the headline, it says, “Mister K murdered.”
I call my friend and say, “Did you see the headline on the newspaper?”
He says, “Yeah, can you believe it?!”
I say, “Do you think it could have anything to do with the dead bodies we saw?”
My friend agrees with me that we have to find out who the murderer is.
“First, we have to start looking for clues,” I say.
My friend says, “Got it. Let’s start looking.”
“I know,” I say. “In movies, aren’t there always like bad people in the alley ways?”
“What are you waiting for? Let’s go.”
“Which alley should we search first?” I say.
“How about Crook’s Alley?” my friend says.
I say, “Why Crook’s Alley?”
“Because ‘crook’ is another word for a bad person,” my friend says.
We walk by the bakery and the donut shop to Crook’s Alley. We walk on Crook’s Alley and see a sign .
<This way to Clues about an anonymous murder. The wrong path leads to certain Doom >
“So how do we know which way to go?” my friend says.
“Let’s check around for clues. Remember X marks the spot. Hey, look at this fine print,” I say.
The fine print says, “How many seconds are there in a year?”
“I think it might be a riddle,” I say. “How about we go to the shop and see if there are any calculators.”
It says on the fine print that this riddle expires in seven minutes and the calculator shop is on the other side of town. We won’t be able to get there in time.
“Well, if this isn’t a riddle, maybe they don’t want us to find out how many seconds are in a year. Or maybe they do. How about we pick the highest one? Let’s go to the left,” I say.
“No I think we should go to the right,” my friend says.
“How about we both go the way that we want,” I say.
And we both walk off in opposite directions.
So I walk down the path. And then suddenly, a big metal wall falls down behind me and on the wall there is graffiti that says:
Welcome to your DOOMDOOMDOOMDOOMDOOMDOOMDOOMDOOMDOOMDOOMDOOMDOOM
And then, the floor opens up and a machine that looks like a big, tall, bending straw pointing towards me comes out and says, “Scanning, scanning, scan complete. Starting Doom process.”
My friend starts down his path and a metal wall slams down behind him. Then a computerized voice says, “Please continue down the path.”
“DOOM process complete,” the machine says, and projects an image of my friend being zapped by a laser and obliterated into smithereens.
“NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,” I say.
I feel like I want to smash that machine to bits. And I try to smash the machine to bits. But then it says, “Hostile takeover. Prepare to be obliterated!” And then it shoots out a laser that makes a big crater in the floor
I run for my life.
I keep running down the path for my life. I see my friend walking down that path where the paths meet up and I think I must be seeing things, and I’m insane and crazy and out of my mind. Then I run up to him and poof him in the nose to make sure he isn’t a projection. And To make sure I’m not seeing things. And I feel he’s there and I yell, “YOU ARE ALIVE!!”
My friend says, “Of course I’m alive.”
And then I yell, “Run for your life.”
We go down the tunnel to a place where there’s a man sitting at a table and he says, “I’ve been expecting you.”
I say, “We’re looking for clues about an anonymous murder.”
The man says, “Yes, the murderer is the guy who works at the donut shop. You can go now.”
And then we leave and the donut man gets arrested.