Five Card Story: Charlotte B. Detective

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a Five Card Flickr story by Cassie created Oct 15 2013, 09:25:07 pm. Create a new one!

flickr photo credits: (1) hummingcrow (2) Intrepidteacher (3) Serenae (4) Intrepid Flame (5) Serenae

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Everything is pitch black. There is absolutely no light. Something just ran over my shoe. Kind of glad I can’t see what it was. I’d rather not be here. But I have important stuff to take care of. Hi. My name is Charlotte. You are probably wondering how I got here. Well I’ll tell you.

It all started in the beautiful country of Hawaii. I was there with my parents and younger sister. We were all having a great time. We were staying in a beautiful hotel right next to the ocean. My sister’s favourite thing was the beach, my parents loved the sea, and I liked the fact that there weren’t any people trying to get me to solve their problems. Oh, I forgot to tell you. I work as a private detective. Anyway, we were all enjoying the sand and the surf when my sister decided to go up to the board walk and shop around. Four hours later, my parents and I were getting pretty worried. That’s when they arrived. A huge bouquet of flowers in my name. Inside there was just one note. “If you want to see your sister again, bring 5, 0000 dollars to the capital of Rome within a week.”

We alerted the police right away, of course. My parents wanted to come with me to Rome. But after a lot of convincing, they finally let me go on my own. After all, if there was one person who could catch the kidnaper, it was me. Of course my parents didn’t know I planned on catch the kidnaper. But they also didn’t know that I had a clue of who did it. You see, there was a criminal who I caught a few years back. Well, he didn’t take kindly to being put in jail. He escaped last week. His signature move was to leave roses at the scene of the crime. He had to be stopped.

So I got on the next plane for Rome. I settled in for a long flight. I would need the sleep for catching this criminal in Rome. When I got there, I didn’t stop to check into a hotel. I had a feeling the crook was waiting for me somewhere else. I was walking past an alley when someone grabbed me and covered my mouth! I started to fight, but stopped when I realized it was my friend Violet. She always had my back in fights. We sat and talked for a while. Then she offered me a little cake. She always had something sweet on her. I ate it. That was where it all went wrong. No matter how many times someone says “Always be suspicious.” You never listen. The cakes were laced with sleeping drugs! The last thing I remember seeing was “Violet” pulling a mask off and shoving me in a sack. Then everything went black.

When I woke up, I was here. I think it’s the basement of an old abandoned building. I just know that my sister is here somewhere. The problem now is where?

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