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Puzzle Master
Pete and Myka walked into the B&B after a long day of inventory at the Warehouse. As they took of their coats, Leena came into the entryway.
"If you two are hungry, dinner will be ready in ten minutes."
"Alright," said Pete, "I'm starving!"
"You always are," replied Myka. "Leena, what is dinner?"
"Beef Stroganoff, Claudia should like it." As if on cue, Claudia bounded into the room mumbling something undecipherable about dual core processors and outdated computers.
"And here she is," said Pete. "You hungry?"
"A little."
Just as Pete opened his mouth to say something back, Artie burst through the door.
"Ping at the Warehouse!" Everyone stared at him in surprise for a second before they all started talking at once.
"What is it?" Asked Pete.
"Where?" Was Myka's input.
Finally, Claudia with an "Oh dude, I was looking forward to that dinner."
"Be quiet!" Artie yelled. "It's the original Rubik's Cube, and it is in Seattle, Washington. Here's the case file. Airplane tickets are inside. Pete, Myka, pack your bags and be gone!"
With dual sighs, Pete and Myka climbed the stairs to the upper floor of the B&B. Exactly four minutes later, they came back down the stairs, now with their bags in tow. They grabbed their coats on the way out the door. Once they were in the SUV, Myka took out the file as Pete started the car and turned to drive out.
"This says that a certain Thomas Moore had disappeared from his neighborhood in Bellevue, Washington. He was discovered five days later, by a friend who was supposed to have come over for drinks that evening. The friend noticed that the man had an old wooden version of a Rubik's Cube in his hand."
"So, what?" Pete said. "The artifact kills you when you pick it up?"
"Maybe, but I somehow doubt it. They don't seem to usually do that, do they?"
"No," Pete said, "But you never know."
Half an hour later, when they arrived at the airport, Pete was complaining about not having enough to eat.
"Be quiet, you can get some cookies in the airport before we catch our flight."
"Alright then," he said, finally sitting back in his chair. Once they parked the car, they grabbed their bags and walked into the airport. Sure enough, they stopped at a small bakery just long enough to grab a double order of cookies. All for Pete, of course.
By the time they got to their gate, the plane was just loading, so they practically got to walk right on.
"Off on our way again," Pete said. Myka only nodded in response.
"What's on your mind, Mykes? You seemed pretty preoccupied all the way through the airport."
"It's just that I keep wondering what exactly it is that this cube does."
"It's a game, Mykes. You know, for kids."
"Hmm… Yes, but it's also an artifact. You should know that they're never just normal toys."
"Well, I guess we'll just find out when we get there, won't we?"
Kind of a short chapter, but what do you guys think? Review with your thoughts. Thanks.