Chapter 2: Walking

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I reached into the back of my car and pulled out my trusty motorcycle. My preferred transportation. I put on my black leather jacket and my spiked helmet, just to unleash my inner bad-boy. I hopped on the motorcycle and started off toward the museum.
As I looked around, I began to actually notice that this small town was essentially one big tourist trap. There were little roadside attractions and other touristy places all over. I could see buildings that had knockoffs of popular characters such as Mario and SpongeBob. I even noticed a place that a rip-off version of us, our very team, the Thumpows sold as toys. Right now, though, it was showtime. I had to make sure my attention didn't shift and I had to be on the alert to find this Crime Museum, because I kind of didn't know where it was. After being on the road a while, I realized that I was lost. I decided to contact Randrew to find out where the heck this place is.
"Oh, it's at a big carnival known as La Isla." he told me.
I looked way off in the distance in the direction that I had come, and spotted a ferris wheel. "I'm almost there," I told him, then put down my walkie-talkie and drove away. That is when I noticed a back road that would take me where I needed to go without traffic problems. "It's all uphill from here" I thought. After a few minutes, I spotted the parking lot for the carnival. I drove down to it, and immediately noticed the massive crowd. I looked all around, but couldn't find a parking spot anywhere. After a few more minutes, I finally found one. I got off of my motorcycle and then came to a shocking realization. I'M IN THE MAIN BACK OF THE PARKING LOT!!!! I noticed how far away the carnival looked, and groaned to myself. Time to start walking.
I walked, and walked, and walked. Did I mention that I walked? After performing the motion of moving ones feet back and forth long enough, I noticed a trolley station for people who were parked far away. The next one was due in seven minutes, so I decided to wait. I was quite tired from walking, and soon, I was fast asleep. I awoke just as the trolley was leaving. "Wait!!" I yelled, but it was no use. It was gone. The next one wasn't supposed to arrive for another 30 minutes. Time to start walking. Again.
As I felt my legs go numb, I realized that I was walking in the middle of the road, where I could easily be hit by a car. So, I hopped into a little grassy patch, and used that path. Unfortunately, my arm hit a tree in a way that knocked a beehive down. A swarm of angry bees were soon chasing me. That's when I realized, "I'm a superhero. I have something in my utility belt" I grabbed a metal stick from the belt, and then proceeded to whack each and every bee with it. "FOUL VERMIN!!!!!" I screamed, "GO BACK TO YON REALM FROM WHICH THEE CAME!!!!"
After running for a while, I stopped to catch my breath. That's when another trolley passed by me. "Need a lift?" The driver asked. I almost said yes, but I looked up and saw the entrance gate. "No thanks" I told him. As the trolley sped off, I noticed that, while I was at the front gate, I still had a ways to go before I was actually in the carnival part. Time to keep walking.
After crossing a bridge, dealing with more bees, and almost getting run over by a car, I finally, at long last, entered the carnival. I roamed around, but quickly realized. I didn't know where the heck the darn museum is.

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