Before I began my heroic investigation, I needed to pee. But before I left the bathroom, I saw a rope, tied up in a noose. It was in the trash can. I picked it up, wondering why a murder weapon would be put in the trash can.
"Toby!" cried Detective Steve. "Come on!"
I thought about telling Steve. But instead, I replied "Coming!"
Steve lined up all of the people in the party to interrogate them.
"DID YOU COMMIT THE MURDER??" he screamed, spit flying out of his mouth.
Tammy was in pure shock. "What? No!" she cried.
"Ok, you're clear," replied Steve.
He continued to yell the same phrase at everyone left in the house. He got a mixture of responses varying from "This is ridiculous, shouldn't you be asking more relevant questions?" (Grandma) and "I'm next! I'm next, aren't I??" (Great Uncle Bill) and completely bursting into tears (Bella). He had cleared all of them.
Except Pete. Pete had responded with a shuddery, "No! I-I can't believe Thompson is dead!"
Steve had replied, "Suspicious. You are on thin ice. I'm watching you."
Pete was confused, "But I'm sitting on a chair?"
Steve was exasperated, "It's an expression!"
Pete was still befuddled, "This chair is cushioned. And it's certainly not cold, the chair. It's both soft and warm."
Then, Steve continued to lecture me on how to use things like bread crumbs and toilet paper to solve the mystery, and how the whole thing was pointing to Pete.
It didn't feel right. The position of toilet paper couldn't have been evidence that Pete murdered Thompson. Or could it?
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The Murder House Mystery
Misterio / SuspensoTen year old Tobias 'Toby' Ernshack is going to a party, but little does he know how horribly everything is going to go. ~~ If you had the chance to fool around in a huge country house, you'd take it, wouldn't you? I took that chance. It was perfe...
