Winifred And The Mysterious Lab

What's Below the Floorboard?

As the two sat on the bed, they could still feel the tension from last night's heated exchange between Winifred and Lori. The blue curtains were pulled down to the ground. Letting in only a small flutter of sunlight.

"Last night, Sneeves audaciously said, I stole this map off of a patrolmen with telekinesis."

Stretching the map of the school from one side of the bed to the other, he gently unfolds it.

Excitedly, Winifred curls out her hand. "This is wonderful, Sneeves. We could use this map getting our way around the school, said Winifred to him. Let's go look for Lori."

The sun was shrouded among the clouds as it made its way in the blue skies.

Sneeves nervously said, "Where are we going? Classes start soon, Winifred."

"We're going back. We need to sneak in from the back like we did last night to reach the crime scene."

Sneeves' brown eyes bounced back from the walls to Winifred's eyes. They continue to stride through the back of the school like last night and they brought the rope with them.

"Yeah. Not sure if Lori used the rope. It's still here." Sneeves said, looking clueless.

The two make their way back to the crime scene, rallying up the long flight of stairs again. Once they reach 11C, they poke out their heads and notice all of the loud students head to their classes. "We need to get in and get out. Winifred said cautiously. It won't take long. And what about the fifteen minute break? Is it break time now?"

Sneeves peers up at her and said, "In two minutes."

"Alright. No time to waste then. She said softly. Let's go now."

The two race to the crime scene all the way at the back ends of the narrow halls.

She looked around wearily. "Where are the guards? Said Winifred. Sneves, they must be on break because they're not here."

"They just left, Sneeves said." Standing there solemn.

"Winifred, there's Lori." There she is! Sneeves points. Sneeves rushes over to Lori, perking up his shoulders. He looked haggard.

Winifred slowly walks up to Lori. "Lori, Winifred said. Here you are. We've been looking for you. You were in this hall again. Sneeves told me everything. Don't lie to me about this."

Sneeves looked in the background of the two, as his face scrunched up. "I told Sneeves he'd be our partner in crime."

Lori fetches her black bag and rustles her feet in agitation. She gathers her belongings and hustles over to the two. "I haven't had any luck finding the notebook," Lori said.

Curling up out of her posture, "Pass me the evidence bag, Winifred. I have more clues for you. She pointed to the two. It's more specks of blood. Not only that but it's a switch blade I nabbed. I'm sure its Osborne's or the murderer's... Her blue eyes were leering off, as the fluorescent lights in the hallway sway against her white cheeks. Her hands collapse out to Winifred's. Evidence's yours."

Winifred said, "You didn't have to come back here. It's not how I would have wanted it." Winifred smiles.

Lori smiles back. "Let's just be on our way."

"Guys... four minutes..." said Sneeves.

They all circle around the crime scene once more before realising that they are both stepping on something creaky.

Winifred bolted back slightly. "What's this? Yells Winifred. Seems like a weak placement in the ground. She bends down and puts her small ear to the ground, monitoring the floorboard. Hollow," said Winifred.