We run and hide behind a chimney. " I can't beleive Mr. Oscar is dead, and how big this chimney is. " says Alfred. " What are we going to do now? " i asks. " Let's just wait for a chance to escape, safely. " Janice suggests. A clash of thunder and lighting heads towards us.
" Should we get back inside? " asks Alfred. " I don't know, who ever is doing his or her puppeteering on people might still be inside. " says Janice. " Maybe we should get in through the chimney? " seggested Alfred. " Alfred please, we're not santa claus. " commented Janice. " So, what do we do now? " i ask.
Wait, i just realise that it really was Mr. Oscar. All the evidence proves it. How we're we so unsmart. The only set back now is that he's dead. So, it could only be one of us.
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The Puppet Mansion
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