"Brash, how's the basement looking?" Mango's voice could be heard through the bottom button on Brash's V.E.S.T.
"It's going fine, there's just a bunch of old toys and boxes.."
Mango took a bite of a chocolate bar. He had bought a ton of snacks for the stakeout, probably a bit more than he needed.
"How about you? Anything sketchy yet?" Brash asked.
"Uhm.. no, I positioned myself like- right under the cash register, nothing yet.."
"Okay, got it.."
Brash continued scouring the basement. It was relatively large, with a couple of different rooms. He turned a corner and spotted a door without a handle. It was a crack open though. Brash pushed it open and spotted a box on the floor. There was something green inside of it.
"Mango! I think I found where all the money's being kept!"
Mango almost choked on the piece of chocolate in his mouth.
"Really? Should I come down there?"
"No, no, keep on lookout.."
"Awh.. okay.."
Brash stepped closer to the box and looked inside. It was full of coins and dollars.
"Wait.. why- why would all the money be kept in the baseme-"
Before he could finish his sentence, a small plank of hard wood fell from the ceiling and landed right on Brash's head, knocking him out cold. His communication with Mango went silent.
"Brash? Brash! Brash, are you there?"
Nothing could be heard in response.
"Oh god- don't worry, Brash! I- I'm coming!"
He crawled out from under the register desk and ran to the stairs that led to the basement. As he sprinted down, his foot caught on a toy car and he slipped.
"GAH!"
His head hit the basement floor and everything went black.
(Sorry that this chapter is pretty short and isn't well written it's really just a transition between CH 2 and 4 😭)
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