A short mystery story by Lirker.
Along long time ago but somehow in the future there was a town called Healthy Valley. It was just small enough to be a town and not a city (one square inch to be exact). Healthy Valley was and still home to one of the greatest detectives ever, me, Corn Crunch.
I also have a sleuth that helps me. Her name is Count Less Calories (or Cal for short). It all started on April 22, 2010, when I got a hologram, at 11:58 PM telling me that I needed to come down to the Cereal Hall of Fame immediately
At 12:01 AM, I arrived at the scene of the crime to find my sleuth sitting by a gaping hole in the wall of the Hall of Fame. When I walked up to her, she said, “I called you down here because as I was doing my rounds Count Cereal came running up to my car. He said, ‘Someone has broken into the Cereal Hall of Fame.’
“Sure enough right behind him there was a gaping hole in the side of the Cereal Hall of Fame. When I went to investigate a milk blow dart skinned my right ear. When I went to see who had shot the milk dart, I caught my foot on some cereal-glass. I looked up and saw that the secret recipes, the bowl of cereal, and all of the other artifacts were gone. As I turned back to ask the owner some questions, he disappeared.”
I went to investigate the hole in the wall, but just as I did, the owner walked out and tripped. As he fell, another milk dart came, shaved a clean line of hair off the top of his head, and splintered the one that was already in the wall.
“The thief must still be in the Hall of Fame,” I thought.
“I’ll go in,” Cal said
“Cal, who is the immortal one? I’ll go,” I said
As I started in to the hole Count Cereal said in a shaky voice,” Be careful of the anti-theft system”
Just as I was entering the hole, a black thing flew past me and knocked me down. Before I could even get up, it vanished into the night. I got the wind knocked out of me when I was hit. To make it worse, I stood up to fast so all the blood rushed out of my head and left me light-headed. After all this excitement I suggested going home for a quick nap, and they both agreed with me.
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