I woke up early in the morning to the sound of my alarm clock, fed my puffles and ran out the door. I waddled through the thick snow to EPF HQ. I hurried inside, I wasn't expecting anything exciting, I was basically stuck behind a desk reviewing paperwork for 7 hours a day. All that was going to change today though.
I flipped open the first page of today's papers. I was looking at coffee shop receipts for "suspicious activity." I sighed, sometimes I questioned why I signed up for the EPF. After a few hours, I jolted upright to the vibrating of my spy phone. The director wanted me. I worried, thinking something important was actually in a paper I reviewed, and I had missed it.
When I reached the briefing room, I was surprised to see Dot, Jet Pack Guy, Gary, and Rookie standing around a table. The screen buzzed to life. "Hello, Agent Waddles," said the director's distorted voice. "Have I done anything wrong?" I asked. "No," the director's said "If anything, you have done something very good, I want to promote you to my elite team" I was speechless. "I have a mission for you and the team" she said. "There has been some sort of disturbance at the coffee shop" even through her voice modifier, I could hear her worried tone."Whoever is up to this has much skill, and much hate for the EPF, much more than Herbert,"
I hadn't heard much about trouble at the coffee shop, but again I was more of a pizza pallor girl and rarely went. We teleported over, and the damage was more than I ever could have imagined. The whole thing was blocked off from the public, broken glass surrounded the outside along with derbies. The inside was worse, tables and chairs tipped over, ingredient stained floors. "If you think this is bad, the book room is even worse," said Gary.
He was right, the bad guys must have not wanted anyone going up here. It was twice as worse than downstairs. "Let's investigate," said Jet. I went over the bookcase, and started looking at the inside of the books. What? It's a habit, considering I'm an ex-paperwork reviewer. Behind one book though, was a black key. "Hey guys, check this out," Rookie obviously got overexcited and knocked over the bookcase running over. Jet opened his mouth to scold him, but he didn't get the chance. "Wow," said Gary. Behind the shelf was a black door, the same black as the key.
"You found the key, you should open it," said Dot, after I showed them the key. I was nervous, but I turned the key and pushed opened the door. It was a tiny room, a little bigger than 3 broom closets pushed together. The walls were lined with anti-EPF pictures and messages. Before I knew it, a knife flew right by me, almost going threw my head. Two more dashed by Gary and Dot. "Hello, EPF" a mysterious voice said. "Don't think about going anywhere before your execution, we have cameras everywhere," Then, the door was shut, a key clicked, and the room dropped with the speed of broken elevator.