Twenty Three Geniuses and a Teacher: 2017

Some types of stories are more difficult to write than others. One such story is the mystery story!
However, I think you will agree that these children have made a really good attempt at writing a compelling and engaging mystery story.

Death on the A380 by Connor

The engines rumbled outside, night and day refuse to stay the same as a British Airways flight BA 0183 to New York flew over the Atlantic. Onboard this flight were families, couples,tours and businessmen all seated as the metal shell in which they sat touched down JFK airport. Although, seated in first class was a businessman who had worked all his life to be where he was, in fact to call him a meir businessman was an insult. He was a millionaire and his name was Lewis Ford.

Traveling with him was: his wife- Emma Ford, a very beautiful women with long blonde hair and green innocent eyes, his secretary- Chrisita Pearce, a small caffeine loving glasses wearing lady and an employee- Jacob Brown , he had big broad shoulders with muscles that make the moon look like a tennis ball. Currently the millionaire was having an argument, a petty argument at that for a man like him.

“I can’t believe you Emma! You spent another $1000 on that horrid makeup!” He yelled disturbing the calm silence of the cabin.

“Well, being your wife I must always look my very best and besides it’s not like we are poor!” She snapped back,

“Excuse me sir and madam” said a flight attendant quietly, careful not to disturb the annoyed passengers any further.

“Would you be so kind as to refrain from arguing any further”

“I am so sorry” said the millionaire “ my wife and I do sometimes squabble but I think it is all worked out now.”

“ Yes dear, I am so sorry I spent so much I will try to spend less next time” Emma said soothingly laying her head on her husband's shoulder then leaning back into her seat to fall asleep.

With 5 hours left into the flight lunch was served on beautifully decorated plates. The main course in first class was lamb chops with caviar or La esposa lo hizo (a native spanish dish). The millionaire put down the menu and called for a steward. Surely enough one came rushing down the aisle.

“How may I help you sir” he said

“I would like to have the lamb chops but without the caviar because it just so happens I am allergic to the stuff” the Millionaire answered.

“Of course sir, I will tell the chef accordingly” said the steward as he turned away and left.

“Well that's sorted now, let's get down to business” he said to himself. He pushed the interseat call button and waited for his secretary to answer while the phone was ringing his food was served and he took a big bite out of it right as the secretary answered.

“How may I help you sir?” she said

“ Chrisita I want you to” but he never finished his sentence when immediately after he finished the last syllable he start withering in pain, violently turning from side to side his face was a mask of pure agony. Fingers twitching, eyes wide open as he let out a final cry of pain so loud it made everyone the plane freeze.

A few seconds later all hell broke lose. Children terrified from the scream huddled in their mothers and fathers arms, Emma Ford crying over the body of her dead husband, Steward and stewardesses frantically going from one end of the plane to the other: telling the pilots calming down passengers and trying to keep the area clear around the body. Lewis Ford had rashes all over his face which was now permanently set in contorted pain forever, eyes wide open as if he was staring at death itself, his clothes are cut due to all the thrashing around and his body sat rigid in the seat.

Onboard the plane though were two people who had heard the scream and had rushed to it’s source pushing people out of their way as they got closer to the crime scene. These two men Connor Mair and Christopher Mair (or Chris for short) were twins and both shared a passion for seeing bad guys behind bars. They had been tailing this man for a long time, there was a possibility that he might be doing something illegal (all millionaires were these days). But now he was dead it was clear there was something up. They shoved the last of the passengers out the way and flashed their police badges at the stewardess.

“We are with CIA” said Chris

“And we need to get into this crime seen now!” snapped Connor

“Alright” said the stewardess, she moved to the side to let them through to the body. Emma was kneeling over the body crying a river of tears.

“Move,quickly!” ordered Chris to the sobbing woman “you are obstructing a police investigation.”

“How dare you!”she screamed back at him ”don’t you know I am his wife!”

“I apologize for my brother miss” said Connor in a calmer voice “we just need to see the body” Emma moved to let them inspect the dead man.

“Chris, do your thing” said Connor as Chris moved in to check vitals and inspect the rash all over the face. After a a few minutes he spoke up “ the cause of death was an allergic reaction.”Passengers stood shocked all around him

“So it’s case closed then?”Asked the steward who had served food

“Not necessarily” replied Chris

He and Connor left to the back of first class to decide the best course of action leaving the passengers and crew to talk among themselves.

“I think we should interview the steward who served food and the wife” Chris said quietly

“I thinks so too, but we shouldn’t leave out the employee and the secretary, chances are they had something against him” replied Connor. Chris nodded and they walked back to the group.

“Ok, we will interview the following people one at a time” ordered Chris “ you will answer honestly, first we will have Emma Ford” Emma walked away from her husband towards the detectives

“I want this whole area cleared out, please wait in business class” said Connor “please have a seat Mrs Ford or should I say Miss Ford now?” Emma Ford sat down her mouth as straight as a ruler.

“Now Miss Ford, please enlighten us, what was your husband like before he died?” Questioned Chris

“We were having an argument but it was resolved before he died” she replied.

“And do you know what he was allergic to?” asked Connor

“Caviar” said Emma. Chris passed Connor the menu surely enough lamb chops and caviar was on the list.

“What did you eat Miss Ford?’ asked Chris

“I had the La esposa lo hizo” she replied “it is delicious and sophisticated, it practically screams me” Chris and Connor looked at each other.

“Miss Ford you were sitting next to the victim correct?” questioned Connor

“Yes” she replied coldly

“Did the victim tell the steward about his allergy?” He asked

“Yes, he did” said Emma.

“Ok thank you Miss Ford” said Chris as she stood up and left the cabin.

“I say we bring in the steward” proposed Connor

“Yes” agreed Chris. They both stood up and headed for business class.

“Bring in Dan Fitzgerald” he told the stewardess. Dan Fitzgerald took his time walking into the cabin, he made it as if it all belonged to him. Without being asked to he spoke “I knew that jerk in college, we were roommates and were great friends for a while, but one night I came up with a business plan to make me millions, but I fell asleep over the plans and when I woke up I found them gone and that Lewis was dropping out of school” Connor and Chris were a little thrown back by this, they had never had a suspect who talked so openly about their hate toward the victim.

“So you put the caviar in his food to kill him then” said Chris coldly. Dan didn’t answer he just sat there as quiet as the dead man slumped next to them. His face gave nothing away but you could see the hate in his eyes.

“That will be all Mr Fitzgerald” said Connor. Dan stood up and left the detectives sure in threir minds that he was the one.

“I think we found him said Chris after a long silence.

“Normally I would agree with you” replied Connor “ but I think there is more to this case than meets the eye, we should call in the secretary next I think she might know something we don’t.” Chris stood up to call for her while Connor sat, his mind clouded with thought as he reviewed the facts he knew so far:

1. The steward and the victim knew each other

2. The victim was allergic to caviar

3. Food was served by the steward

4. The wife had revealed the victim had told the steward about the allergy

All leads pointed towards the steward as the murderer… but something didn’t seem right, but Connor could not put his finger on it. His train of thought was broken when Chris came back with Chrisita Pearce.

“Please sit down Miss Pearce” said Chris as he motioned to a seat “we wish to ask you a few questions.” The intimidation was definitely getting to her because a few seconds after she sat down she burst out: “My husband used to work for him a few years ago” she started “but he always complained that his pay was not enough so he decided to try and steal money from Lewis’s account but he was caught” she took a deep breath “ my dear husband was sent to jail for 20 years and I was unemployed and I couldn’t get any money without getting a secretary job with Lewis” Chrisita’s breathing was deep but quick and she looked as if she was going to pass out.” Chris smiled to himself and then at his brother who was grinning as well. She had given them everything they needed to know without a probing or questioning.

“You may leave now Chrisita” said Connor. She got up and hurried out of the cabin. “Last suspect then” he said as he turned to his brother who was already on his feet and heading out “ and be careful with this one Chris” he called. Connor could almost see Dan Fitzgerald behind bars, locked away in a secure cell but then something was nagging in the back of his mind. He had learned through experience to listen to this voice and when he did everything made sense, he just needed proof. In walked the last suspect Jacob Brown his big boxer form dwarfed Connor and Chris. He had a dangerous feel about, it was as if he had a bubble and if you even brushed against it you could feel and hate and anger inside. “Please have a seat Mr Brown” said Chris “ we only have one question for you.” Connor looked up, his brother had seen it to, a tattoo which stretched up his arm over onto his shoulder to his neck. “Where did you get that tattoo” asked Connor. Jacob looked surprised. “ This is a gang tattoo which I got when I joined up” he replied

“So you are part of a gang”questioned Chris

“I doubt Chrisita didn’t tell you that pay in the boss's company is low, so to make extra money I do little jobs every now and then just to put food on the table.

“Was one of those little jobs to kill Lewis Ford?” asked Connor, Jacobs face turned to pure anger. “I may not be a little goody two shoes” he snarled “but I ain’t a murderer” and with that he stood up and left the room.

The detectives gathered all the suspects in first class. “We know who the murderer is” stated Chris “ and we will now explain how we came to this”

“Firsty” Connor started “we found out that the victim was allergic to caviar and then we found that caviar is frequently served on this airline.”

“Then” continued Chris “we found out that the victim stated his allergy to a member of the cabin crew” Dan was beginning to look nervous “but that left the question, who?, who had a hate so strong towards the victim that would insight murder, who knew he was allergic to caviar and finally, who could have done the murder inconspicuously and would never have been caught if we hadn’t stepped in?” There was a long pause.

“Dan Fitzgerald” said Connor slowly, mayhem broke loose, Dan Fitzgerald yelling and claiming his innocence, Emma Ford hitting him with her purse, Chrisita Pearce trying to restrain her, and Jacob Brown looking like it didn’t matter to him.

“Silence” yelled Chris and Connor at the same time and all the shouting stopped. Connor moved forward to handcuff the protesting steward when suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw Emma pull something out of her bag and head towards the bathroom.

“Stop right there Miss Ford” said Connor. She turned around mock innocence in her eyes “may I see what you are holding?” asked Chris. With great reluctance she handed him the bottle. It was a makeup from and expensive brand and on the ingredients it said, caviar. Both twins looked up to see Emma Ford running down the aisle at full tilt. Lucky for Connor and Chris full tilt wasn’t that fast for her and they were both extremely fit and fast. They sped down the aisle like race cars quickly closing the gap between them and the murderer. She stopped suddenly outside the doors, a manic grin on her face.

“You’re under arrest” said Chris

“Oh, I don’t think so” she replied still grinning. Emma reached down and picked up a parachute, put it on and opened the aircraft door in only a few seconds, barely giving the twins a chance to comprehend what she was doing.She smiled one more time and backflipped out of the open door. Connor and Chris had been trained to breath at high altitude but the other passengers had received the same education. To prevent the culprit escaping they too grabbed parachutes and dove out of the plane. They both were in stream line position reaching terminal velocity at 53 meters per second.With the ground rushing up to meet them they pulled the cords that unfurled their parachutes. With their feet safely on the ground they saw Emma running towards a lamborghini parked behind a building probably for her.Although out of the corner of his eye he saw a Bugatti Chiron parked in a garage next the the lamborghini. Connor and Chris dashed towards it just as Emma pulled out of the back and sped down the motorway. Chris climbed into the driver's seat while Connor searched the garage for a weapon. Surely enough there was a machine gun hidden under a blanket. Luckily for them the car had a sunroof so Connor could see out the top and have a clear shot. With Chris behind the wheel the car tore of after Emma at twice the speed. After a minute of breaking the rules of the road and smashing speed limits they caught up to her. Connor aimed at the tires and fired a short burst. To his dismay the tires were bulletproof and a truck had moved into the path off the bullets and spun off the road. Emma floored the accelerator as her lamborghini reached top speed, she knew that if she could just make it to the evac point then these pesky detectives would be dealt with. The chase was heating up, Connor repeatedly trying to put holes in the tyres. Chris trying to stop collisions but also trying to keep up with Emma. A helicopter gunship flew over head hovering over where the chase was taking place. A machine gun poked out and fired 4 round into the bugatti. Chris and Conor lost speed but Chris had an idea

“If you can shoot down the helicopter then when it crashes she might crash into it” he yelled

“Ok” Connor yelled back, he pointed his gun at the machine which was 500 meters ahead of Emma. After a few shots smoke emerged from the engine and it exploded sending the helicopter falling to the ground right in front of Emma’s car. She crashed into it head on. Chris stopped the car and he and Connor jumped out to get her out. A few hours later in hospital Emma regained conciseness to see the two detectives standing at the end of his bed.

“Nice sleep?” Connor asked

“Where am I?” Said Emma

“Hospital, and you’re going to tell us why you killed Lewis Ford” said Chris sternly. She lay there motionless in bed.

“I was hired to do it” said Emma

“By who?” asked Connor.

“Keep asking that question” she said the same madness on the plane returning to her eyes. She bit down on something and slumped lifeless. Chris ran forward and smelled her breath and stepped away.

“Cyanide” he said. Later that day Connor and Chris were flying back to New York to report to their boss. In an underground facility somewhere near Boston two men were sitting discussing some important business.

“Cobra 4 did as she was instructed, she used the suicide capsule as ordered” the first said.

“Good, very good, everything is set in motion, who is the next target?” the second asked.

“Someone you wouldn’t expect” the first said with an evil smile.

The end

Owethu's story

One particular week, Mr Eddie the owner of a nuclear power station called Nucleus had a serious protocol breach. After the breach, the managers of Nucleus went to the boardroom and three of the managers were fired by Mr Eddie. Mr Basgaard, in particular, was to blame and thrown under the bus.

A couple of weeks after the protocol breach Mr Eddie was found dead in his home in Flint, Michigan. He was found by his wife in the basement under their house. Mr Eddie’s head was heavily damaged because he had fallen down the stairs to his basement.

Mrs Eddie called the police and waited for about 10 minutes until the police arrived. Eventually Detective Sykes arrived and he first went to the victim’s body. After he had told the other officers to leave the crime scene, he switched off all the lights in the basement and used some off his specialised equipment. During his investigation he found some possible evidence that Mr Eddie did not die from the fall. He used the swab to see if there was any unusual mater in the mouth.

After he had finished the analysis he discovered that the victim had some poison in his system and mouth. He checked what type of poison was used to kill mr Eddie and realised it was Ricin! And ricin is one of the world's most toxic poisons.

Detective Sykes gathered all of his 4 suspects in one small room and questioned them one by one. He started with Mrs eddie and she said she was on a shopping trip all morning and was planning to come back at 5pm.The next suspect he questioned was Mr Basgaard and Mrs Basgaard.Mr basgaard said the reason they came to the house was to finalise his sacking.And he was upstairs waiting for Mr Eddie to come back to the study. In the meantime Mrs Basgaard was on her phone in the garden talking to her sister in law.

The final suspect was Mrs Ota who was the maid. She said she was cleaning the car outside the house while the murder was taking place.How ever the car was still dirty and there was no sign on the floor to suggest that the car had been cleaned!

After he had finished interviewing all the suspects, he performed a thorough search of the house. Detective sykes decided to search the whole house for possible evidence;during his search he found something suspicious. It was then when he saw a slip that contained a receipt for ricin and it had Mrs Otas name on it!

He located the slip, it was placed in between the two bed sheets on Mrs Ota’s bed.

Detective Sykes invited all of his 4 suspects back to the room they last met.Then Mr sykes confronted mrs Ota with the receipt.

He also said that the supposedly clean car is now dirty and it’s covered in bird poo and dust. She blamed Mrs Baadsgaard for making the car dirty again because she was outside.And that receipt was from the day she had lent mrs Eddie her card.

Detective Sykes also stated her signature was on the receipt.

After a moment of silence Mrs ota suddenly tried to run out the door.After the escape attempt failed she was then arrested for the murder of Mr Eddie and was sentenced to stay in jail for 25 years in Genesee County Jail in flint,Michigan.

The end!

Spain 2017 by James

In the villa looking over the Mediterranean Sea, there were clinking of wine glasses, champagnes and wines on the table and beautiful sunsets. Everything was just how Sergio wanted. It was the holidays after all. Apart from Sergio, there were a few other people on the table with him. His older brother Fernando; his wife and Andres ( a friend of Sergio ). Fernando and Andres were friends . So they knew each other pretty well. Fernando, was a famous doctor and had a master's degree in chemistry. Don’t forget to mention, Sergio’s brother Alberto was on his way. He was in a traffic jam.

The four negotiated about life and the controversial event of Donald Trump becoming president and stuff like that.( Even though it didn’t effect them.) They then talked about other things until a figure of a man appeared from the back door.

“Hello,” greeted the man. “Sorry I was late, The traffic jam got worse and worse. Well now I’m here, I don’t need to worry anymore. “ It was Sergio’s brother Alberto. He had walked in from the back door.

“Take a seat. “ replied his elder brother. They carried on their conversation and then talked about the La Liga table, and that Real Madrid lost to Barcelona 2-3 at home. They talked about common things. Things that normal people would talk about.

“The paella is ready.” Maria (the chef) said politely, as if he was serving breakfast for the Queen of England. Maria had a nice personality. The food was the same. She had been working under Sergio for 5 years. After that, Maria went back into the villa to see how the mousse was going along. A few moments later, Andres stood up and headed off to the lavatory. Five minutes passed. Then he came back. Grinning. And the grin was suspicious.

The cake was on the table and whoever the first person to have the first slice, didn’t have long left. Nobody never knew an unexpected murder was going to happen and that the victim would be the host. However, it was almost impossible to know. It was perfectly disguised in a chocolate mousse. It was too late.

“Since you are the host, you should have the first slice. Don’t you think? “Sergio took a bite of the cake. He coughs. Then coughs again. The coughing got worse and worse like the traffic jam. Abruptly, the cough stopped. Sergio plummeted to the ground.

“Sergio!” Antonita screamed with emotion. There was a case to solve.

The next day, everyone was quiet and Antonita still hadn’t emotionally recovered from the devastating event yesterday. Shortly afterwards, a detective named Toby Marshall came along from England. He was world - famous. Detective Marshall was a tall man with broad shoulders. ( the sort of man who would be in the army). Then Fernando lead Detective Marshall to his brother’s body.

“ Looking at his body, I think he’s been poisoned.”

Detective Marshall replied…

“What makes you say that.”

“He has weird rashes on his neck. That you only get if you drink a poison called Turboxulide Thynesis. “

“How do you know that?”questioned the worldwide famous detective.

“I’m a doctor.”

What Fernando said surprised the detective. If he was a doctor, he would have a good understanding of poisons and drugs. Maybe it was him after all. It probably was. However, Detective Marshall might of been wrong. There was just only one way to do it…

It was by interrogation.

“Come in Fernando,”

“Come in Andres,”

“Come in Maria,”

One by one, Detective Marshall interrogated the possible murderer. However there were others more suspicious than others. For example, Maria. She could of put the poison in easily. She was the chef and she would of had all the time in the world to do it. Fernando was also suspicious, he was a doctor. A master degree in chemistry in other meanings master degree in knowing how to poison someone. . Same as Andres. The suspicious look was real suspicious. Maybe Maria was away doing something else while he injected the poison with a syringe. This was all possible. There was one more step to find the truth. It was the old-fashioned gathering. If this was going to fail, it was going to be the end. The murderer would get away with it.

“ Welcome everybody. Today we are going to talk the truth. One of you are responsible.“( Stares at Maria)

“What was that for!?” Maria said innocently. “ You think the murderer is me! Where’s your proof?”

“Where’s your proof?” Detective Marshall answered back.

“I was in the toilet!”

“Don’t give me that. That’s the most frequent excuse. Arrest her! “

“What?!”shrieked Maria. It was too late. Handcuffs were around Maria’s innocent wrists. But it was at that moment that Alberto bended over to retrieve his shades that a syringe fell out.

“Alberto?” his own brother said with so much my shock that his jaw nearly dropped to the bottom of his neck. It was just so unbelievable.

“It was a lie. I was never late. I was never in a traffic jam. I was always hiding in the basement. When nobody was there, I snuck into the kitchen, searching for some food I could put the poison in. Then I chose the cake. That is why I came in from the back door. “

“How do you know?” Detective Marshall asked.

“I USED TO LIVE IN THIS HOUSE! I was supposed to get it when my parents died.

However, he got it and claimed it was his. “

“How dare you!” Antonita shouted devastatingly.

“So that’s why you killed him. I see… ARREST HIM! “

Looking relieved, Maria was released by the butler. She was fuming. It was Alberto’s turn now. Except longer.

Epilogue

Alberto stepped into the lonely room where his brother was there waiting to see his brother. 30 years it was. Fernando was now aging, he was 70 years old. Antonita passed away a year after her husband’s dead, she couldn’t handle it. It was too much for her.

“Alberto!” Fernando wrapped his arms around his poorly brother who hugged him back. It only lasted for a few seconds. Fernando reached into his pocket. Boom. It took a second for the most depressing thing to happen. Alberto was dead. In the same room where Alberto was arrested exactly 30 years ago. On Good Friday.

It was a cold winter night when Thompson arrived at the Centre for a mystery solving. A mystery that will never be forgotten…..

Coe's Story

“Okay, I think It's time we go down and get a rest at the centre,” said Robert to David at the top of the snowy mountain.

“Yeah I'm feeling a bit tired now..” agreed David.

As they trudged through the snow they saw cars going into the parking area of the centre. two people came into the ‘snow mountain centre’.

The hikers entered the lobby, where they saw the newcomers check in.

“Hello sir, may I ask your name and your check-in details,” asked a staff. On his nametag had the letters ‘WILLIAM DAVIS worker of snow mountain centre’ typed onto it.

“I have registered with the name James Olivers,” replied James as he took out a piece of paper with something written on it “and here are my check-in details.”

William started typing something in his computer, then gave James his keys and helped him up the elevator carrying his luggage.

The second person introduced himself as John Carlz and a staff took him up the elevator to his room.

‘Well they are all here,’ thought Robert inside his head.

“Hello sir are you ready for the fire?” asked William to James in a very exciting mood.

“Well of course I am!” Replied James yet also in a very excited mood.

“I am too sir!” replied William. “I just wanted to ask you for a small favour.”

“What is that?”

“We need firewood for the fire. Therefore it would be appreciated if you can help me collect them.” said William. A smile went on his face when James said yes.

Robbert was inside getting the food ready. “Ok so here are the lettuce, and here are the mushrooms… oh… here it is the meat.” He put the meat in the freezer and put a smirk on his face.

David and John were digging a hole for the fire and the BBQ. “Hey man, I think this is too big... Its enough to put a whole person in it!” suggested John.

“Nah it's fine. It helps the fire from not spreading,” replied David.

“I’m getting a bit thirsty. I'll get some water at the kitchen,” he added.

When David arrived at the kitchen, he took a glass of water and was about to get some ice when he realised that Robert was not there preparing. He took the ice from the freezer and took the frozen meat too so that Robert didn't need to bring it down, but what he didn’t realise was that there was one massive lump of meat missing from the freezer.

By the time he got back, he saw everybody there, including Robert.”Where were you Robert?” asked David

“Oh I just came down to check the fire.” replied Robert. He had the lump of meat in his hands.

“Wheres James?” asked David.

“I dunno. I really am hungry though…” replied Robert.”Let's just eat, James will come.”

“Ok,” everyone agreed.

While they were eating, they completely forgot about James, until David ran back from going to the toilet with his face pale.

“JAMES IS DEAD!!!!” screamed David.

“Stop the pranks,” replied Robert

“Yeah cut it out,” replied William.

“NO FOLLOW ME!!”

David lead the group to the front of the toilet, where James was lying in a puddle of blood.

“SOMEBODY CALL THE POLICE!!” screamed John

“WHAT IS GOING ON!!!” yelled William.

John checked James's pulse. There was no pulse

James skull was cracked open. “Probably whacked to death,” suggested William.

Thompson and Huston arrived at the area at late night. They went to the crime scene and inspected the lifeless body. “Yes Huston, he was whacked on the back of his head by an object.” Thompson said as he lifted James head.
“Well, er sir… It's getting a bit colder out here and I’m thirty can we go in and get a glass of water?” asked Huston.

“Yes let us go inside.” replied Thompson with a kind smile.

At the kitchen, William was also drinking water.

“Would you like some water sir? I could fill a glass for you.” Insisted the staff.

“Yes please,” replied the two detectives. As William opened the freezer for ice, Tompson realised frozen food such as a chunk of meat, a stick of celery and some carrots in the freezer.

“What are these frozen food?”asked Thompson

“Oh… I'm not sure why these are here…. I thought I put them in the cooler not the freezer…”

“May I see the griller?” Thompson quired raising his suspicion.

“Here it is,” The staff handed him the unwashed griller. Thompson traced his finger around the rim of the griller. A red liquid was on the very edge. ”Just as I thought…” said Thompson.

Later that night, Huston gathered all the suspects to the main lobby.

“So David, what were you doing during the crime?” Thompson said

“Well, before the fire started, I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Then I realised that Robert wasn’t there. I took the meat down so Robert didn’t have to. When I went to the fire, I saw Robert with one clump of meat so I just started the fire without James. You see, I had a bad past with him. It would ben a long story but basically, he scammed me. I lost a hundred thousand dollars. I hate him. I will never kill someone though!”

After Houston took the notes he went on to Robert.

“Well, I was getting everything ready in the kitchen. I then quickly wanted to go check the fire. Then David came down so we started the fire early. Even though I had a bad past with him, I wouldn’t have killed him. You see he killed my wife for not giving him back the money, but I swear I didn’t kill him.” he exclaimed. Again, after taking the notes, Huston went on to John.

“What do you mean!? Even though he beat me up, I wouldn’t have killed him! I was at the pit getting everything ready!”

William’s alibi was better

“Well, I was helping getting fire wood for the fire. I was on the opposite side of the mountain so there is no way I could have even touched him. I know I he had treated me like I wasn't even a human when I was working for him, but you can’t make me guilty just because of that!”

“Well hello again people, now before I start would the murderer like to come out?” Everyone sat still as stone. “Ok…. well let's start. Well the culprit killed James by whacking him with a lump of frozen meat in the freezer-,”

“What!? How can someone kill someone with a lump of frozen meat? It would barely hurt someone.” exclaimed Robert.

“You see, James was hit three times. Once in the back of his head, once on the top of his head and once on the temple. This was enough to kill a man. The culprit then knew he needed to erase the evidence so he burned the meat for the fire making it seem like he was innocent.” Thompson explained.

“Well who is it? Who had meat at the fire?”

“David,” Everyone said

“No. who else had it? Who else had to get revenge for a long lost love? Who was it that wanted James's soul to go? Robert you are arrested for first degree murder.”

“What? Robert please tell me this is not true? Please?“ Begged David.

“No it wasn’t me!” yelled Robert.

“Then david where was Robert when you got to the kitchen?”

“He wasn’t there.”

“And when was that?”

“Around 2 hours before the end of the fire… NO No No no no… Robert...why?” David said crying.

“William,”

“Yes?”

“You are also arrested for assault within a loan shark.”

“NO!” cried William

The police took the two criminals to the criminal transport van as the two muttered and yelled about how the handcuffs were tight.

The centre was empty the next night, but something moved inside the outdoor toilet. It rattled as, whatever it was, was trying to get out.

‘Hello cruel world….again.’

EPILOGUE

The centre was abandoned for about ten years until a worker got lost in the woods. He searched for a house where he might be able to find a person. When he saw the centre, he scanned the area for any signs of people. A shadow moved next to the outdoor toilets. The worker slowly crept towards the building. The last thing he saw was a sharpened knife stab into his head.

The next day, a satellite found the lifeless body lying on the ground. The special forces were called and the squad arrived with armoured men holding each other's backs. “Operation hawk ready sir!” called out one of the officer. Two men rammed the doors open as the squad put their flashlights on with their machine guns up. As the captain went through into a room, the shadow appeared. The next thing he knew, a knife was through his stomach. “AH!!!” He screamed. The officers rushed into the room as they saw the shadow. “POLICE EVERYBODY DOWN NO-” already, the officer had his leg cut.

“OFFICER DOWN-” an officer screamed just to find a grenade with its pin taken out. A sudden burst of light filled the room as the corpses of innocent police officers flew everywhere

Two days later, the state police barged in, only to see the corpses of the men, and a dead man.. The corpse of were was supposed to be, James's.

“Well we did have a mess here…” said the chief.

The police drove away to the funerals, not noticing the shadow which again moved next to the ruined building.

Ha well my quest isn’t over yet…

Twenty Three Geniuses and a Teacher

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Wednesday 5 July 2017

And that's a wrap!

Thursday 29 June 2017

The Lion Roars Again!

Wednesday 28 June 2017

A belter of a Leavers Assembly!

The Cambodia Game - The Finals!

Thursday 22 June 2017

Talking Politics!

Mr Wilkie and his digits!

A mystery editing special!

The Cambodia Game - The Game!

Tuesday 20 June 2017

Final Pass mostly gained!

Sunday 18 June 2017

More Cambodian Interviews!

Friday 16 June 2017

Talk from the Secondary Heads of House

Thursday 15 June 2017

FIRST AID 2017

Tuesday 13 June 2017

The Cambodia Interviews (part 1)

Sunday 11 June 2017

The Manga Gallery!

Monday 5 June 2017

Manga Timelapsed...

Thursday 1 June 2017

Leavers Assembly Auditions

Monday 29 May 2017

It's all a mystery!