Monday, February 14, 2011 ?
The tales of Tale 3: Troubles During Camp (Part 1)
--- Intro ---
There is no shape to flowing water. There is no figure to flowing wind. No matter the case, the deductions are free. Perceiving the one and only truth, a high school student which the intellect of Sherlock Holmes. His name is, Detective Looze! In this series, what would Looze face? New challenges? New Mysteries? What kind of a camp will this be?!
--- Story ---
Looze and his classmates were on a bus, making a trip to a camp site. They were going to have a camp for 3 days and 2 nights. The bus was full of noises as everyone were chatting and having lots of fun. Even the class’ teacher, Miss Winnie can’t stop them. Soon, the bus crosses over a wooden bridge where it connects from the main road to the camp site. The camp site was around the mountain area where everything was quiet and isolated.
“Hey Looze! What do you thing we will be doing today?” asked Limmy.
“Hmmm, maybe some night forest walking?” Looze giggled.
“Don’t joke around like that!” Limmy yelled.
Soon, they moved off into a dormitory, where they would be staying in. The dormitory was kind of small barely enough to fit a class of 30 people inside.
“Wow, a resort? I thought we were staying in tents.” said Rachel.
“I thought so too. And it’s really really small.” Looze complained.
Not a minute later, the dormitory manager came to welcome them into the dormitory. Everyone gathered and went to place their bags into the dormitory, where males and females were separated.
Just as they finished packing, Looze saw the bus driver, Mr Winston walking towards the back of the dormitory through the windows. He thought he was just going to the toilet which was behind.
Everyone gathered back outside the dormitory to prepare for their first activity which they will be doing, which was, field cooking. So soon as they were about to start, something terrible happened.
“Ahhhhhhh!” a scream broke out from the toilet which was behind the dormitory.
Looze dashed towards the toilet and saw Rachel staring into the toilet with her face pale.
“What happened?!” Looze shouted.
“The bus driver…” Rachel pointed into the toilet.
Looze looked into the toilet and saw Mr Winston sitting on the toilet bowl with a knife stabbed into the heart. It was an immediate death. Everyone else gathered around to see what was happening.
“Everyone! Do not take any more steps here! We have to maintain this crime scene as it is before the police arrive!” Looze shouted.
“Miss Winnie! Quick! Call the police!” Looze commanded.
“Al… Al… Alright!” Miss Winnie gasped.
Looze took out his camera, which he brought for taking sceneries to take photo of the corpse. Then, he went to do some investigation.
“The door wasn’t forced open, so, the murderer must either be someone he knew or had been in the toilet all along.” Looze thought.
Then, Miss Winnie came running back.
“Looze! The connection line of the dormitory’s telephone has been cut off by someone!” Miss Winnie shouted while taking her breaths.
“No way! How about your hand phone?” Looze asked.
“I didn’t bring it along with me to the camp.” Miss Winnie replied.
“Anyone had their hand phones right now?” Looze asked everyone.
“No, everyone had their phones in the bag which is inside the dormitory.” said one of Looze’s classmates.
At the same time, Rachel ran towards Looze.
“I’ve checked. The doors to our rooms are locked. I tried kicking the door down, it doesn’t work. And the bridge that connects from the main road to here has been burned down.” Rachel reported.
“What?! No way! Even a black belt can’t kick down the door?” Limmy cried.
*Rachel is a black belt in karate*
“Damn it! I guess the murderer is trying to trap us here. I guess there might be more murdering.” Looze said with a worried face.
... to be continued.
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