gatratrau_The Murder at the Bakers_Mother?_Doll
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all the eyes on the clock at the right south corner of the office. tick, tick, tick. all the bags were already packed. the last tick of second and the crowd filled up the aisle. all the chairs were misplaced and the bags were picked up. Quentin picked up his bag and walked to the exit door. his eyes on his newly polished shoes to cancel any eye contact with anyone. his subtle route of talking embarrassed him. With the crowd's push, Quentin was out of the office. Randall followed him out. ‘hey, Q, wait for me, just a sec.’ Randall called out. ‘you forgot to give your address. how will I reach t...
The Murder at the Bakers
There was a loud bang! We all ran inside the Baker Family Bakery, located in San Diego California. as we went back to the kitchen, we saw the table where we had our ingredients. “Oh No”, Bethany gasped, all the ingredients aware scattered and worst of all the most secret of all the secret ingredients was stolen. That secret ingredient is toenail clippings of everyone from the family that have been aged for years and years in a nice wine bottle, but lost everything. We called the police to have them come investigate, they checked the cameras, “we got nothing”, said the cop as the day went on...
Mother?
The room was bright, there were childish paintings on the wall and toys everywhere the eye could see. It somehow made me uneasy and I wanted nothing more than to go home. I stared down at the ground, not wanting to look at the person sitting across from me. Why was I here? Did I get in trouble somehow? Where was my mom?"Your name is Axel, right?"I snapped my head up."Who told you that?" I let out awkwardly.The caucasian man leaned back in his chair, a mask covering his mouth and nose which made his expression a mystery, but his bright blue eyes told me he was the ‘dad joke’ type of funny. I c...
Doll
I somehow reached the castle with my colleague and closed friend Charl. Actually, it was his idea to go for research even at -15 degrees Celsius of Russian winter. And I knew. I knew that his out of box mind will have such useless and outdated ideas. But he was a master at convincing people. That day, even watchman was inside his small cabin. He was folded in his 5cm thick mattress.And after all what can you expect from a 60 year old watchman who is friend of Charl. He gave Charl keys of Castle and said, "Take thesewww.onedoor.cc keys Charl. I trust you and I don't want to be here in this cold. I am going t...