“I remember this place, we came here before because someone had died” I say awed by the new Russian carpet that lay on top of the normal white one. The entrance is small; a closet only 2ft away from the door, and a door in between on the right side leading to a room the size of a house but that room was alone in this house.
“Yes and today we come for the death of the man. Quite sad how they’ve both been murdered” one of the men taking care of me said. I had two men taking care of me today. One 6ft2in, had black, short hair, was a bit brown in skin town, brown eyes, and was a quick and hyper man. The other was 7ft4in, never showed his face, and was a big scaredy cat! I don’t know their names so I’ll call them Mr. Jolly and Mr. scared.
Mr. scared pointed to the wall next to me.
“Look at this! What kind of monster could do this? Whoever did this is going to kill us all!” Mr. scared whispered. (He couldn’t scream although it seemed he really wanted to but the prayers for the dead mans soul was going on.) for the first time I noticed that the yellow wall had a hole in it- not the messy, round kind but a neatly cut door flap, inside there was space for a man to go in and square metals to climb on, on the other side. A certain urge for adventure struck me- my fingers tickled and my eyes twitched- I wanted to go inside and see what was there but there are too many people watching – I would have to wait. Around it was bullet shots; it was shot a perfect circle but the circle was covered in bullet shots in the inside. The circle of holes went from the top of the ceiling down to the carpet. I then noticed that whoever shot the holes had shot bullets to make holes in the form of letters next to it- it read “DCFF”. I wonder what that means. I started looking around the room, then my eyes stopped and a similar circle of holes was in the center of the front wall as well. I then turned to the wall opposite to me- the side where the body lies; a similar circle was in the center of that wall as well. I now noticed that the same amount of holes, in the same formation, lay in the center of each wall and I'm sure it wasn’t an accident; someone is trying to say something and the letters prove it.
Everyone finally left but when it was my turn to leave, one of my shoes were missing and for that Mr. Jolly, Mr. scared, a boy who was to come with us, and I stayed to look for it. Suddenly the door slammed shut and we ran to the room we were in earlier, forming a circle in the center of the room, facing the walls. Although the window was shut, the wind blew the curtains wildly.
“This all?! This is my challenge?! Call the army, the police, the fire department, I want a challenge!” a shrill ladies voice echoed through the room. My need to go through that hole and see what's there grasps me once more but this time my back starts to join my fingers and my eyes, shivering as if an earthquake has struck and I no longer can push it down.
“Excuse me ummm… since this is sort of your house now I would like permission to see what's behind that hole…May I? “ I say glad that I may finally have my chance.
Her voice becomes soft and bell like, almost as if I were her child and she was lulling me to sleep. ”yes dear go see what's behind that hole. It is meant for you and no one more.” She replies.
I then go through the hole. My eyes wide and glistening, my mouth stretched into a wide smile, then my hands grab the metal squares and I start climbing. I then find a hole in the metal bars and a hole in the wall in the other side and screamed. Everyone came rushing up to see what happened and the metal bars shook as they did. Then they saw what I did- a room made of gold, filled with gold, and the hole in which I sat and stared was just as perfect as in the room from which I came.
“This, my dear angel is why I had to kill him. I was his wife but he only wanted my money and this, this gold and so he killed me and made this passage. He hid the gold here so no one would doubt him and so I came for revenge” the soft voice sang.
“Well if this why you killed him and if you got your revenge then why are you still here?” I asked shocked and confused.
“for I still have the duty to give this money to the one who has the courage of a lion, heart and soul of an angel, love of a mothers, and a voice of a speaker- which is you my love” she replies.
At this my mouth drops open, my eyes wide, and my head spinning. What will I do with all this money and gold? I'm a kid! Wait I know I’ll give it all to charity!
“Dear Angeliena you have solved the mystery but let me tell you, you have many to solve- I shall now rest in piece.”
The place whirled and then went silent. A tear fell down my cheek and hit the gold floor. That’s the last ill hear from her but I shouldn’t waste my time for as she said – this is only the first of many cases that are to come! Angeliena case files- case 1 : the beginning of a new mystery….closed
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