If you are wondering right now if these "mysterious" people that the Baudelaires are about to encounter is an evil, despicable, and villainous forged desperado, then you are probably wrong. The person that the Baudelaires are about to meet in a few anxious hours, will not be too surprising to you. But that's just what I think.

Violet, Klaus, and Sunny were just getting out of their car to get some popcorn before the movie started when a security guard stopped them. He was wearing a low, blue cap covering half his eyes and high boots up to his knees.

"Uh, excuse me, miss, but this parking is only for handy-capped people," the security guard said in a raspy voice.

"Hey, listen here, buddy, my brother and sister and I waited fifteen freaking minutes just to watch this movie and you're standing in front of us thinking that the stupid movie theater previews last for an hour," said Violet not letting her temper get the best of her. "I really don't mean to be rude, but my siblings and I couldn't find a parking for so long and this is the only available one here. Would a baby count as 'handy-capped'?" Violet asked.

"Okay, I guess I cant be too hard on you three, but be earlier next time," the security guard replied smiling rather...strangely.

Violet looked at the security guard right in the eye and noticed something oddly familiar about him. His eyes were very shiny and bright, and were staring straight at her as though the brightness of the eyes would soon burn through her owns. Violet looked at the security guard's name tag.

Violet shuddered. "Oh thank you so much, er….Alf Octoun…..have we met before? You look very familiar. You remind me of a horrible man me and-,"

"Hopsa!" Sunny screamed. She meant, "Come on, the movie's about to start!"

Violet turned and ran towards the Beetle. She crammed inside the car with Klaus and Sunny. Klaus turned the volume up.

Just as the credits were rolling, the three talked. After being silent for a while, Violet spoke up. "Hey guys, I thought I recognized that security guard. His name was Alf Octoun. Yeah, I know, weird name. But his eyes were really shiny and…," Her voice trailed off. Shit, Violet thought frantically. What if this guy is really…no, it cant be. It is not him! Violet didn't like to think about the possibility of the security guard being….well, you know who I'm talking about.

Klaus spoke up. "So when are we gonna get to see Isadora and Fiona again so you can help me out?"

Sunny said thoughtfully, "Braxen," which probably meant, "Oh yeah I forgot about that. When can we go, Vi?"

"Maybe tomorrow, if we have time. Maybe after we speak to them, we all can go to-," Violet began.

"-the fair?" Klaus interrupted eager. "Yes, we can go to the fair."

"Kuylu…" Sunny murmured to Violet. Sunny meant, "Someone's unusually excited," Violet nodded in agreement. Klaus never really had any interest in fairs, since they were so "childish", as Klaus would say.

"Why are you so eager to go to the fair when it's childish as you always say it is," teased Violet. "Is there something so romantic about it or something?"

Klaus blushed. "Maybe..." He thought for a moment. "I can just picture Isadora and I riding the ferris wheel and we lean in to kiss…." Klaus sighed.

Violet and Sunny were laughing so hard. The three of them drove home safe and sound.

When the three first stepped into the apartment, they froze in horror. The house was torn to pieces. It looked like a tornado had just run over their house. Everything was a mess and furniture was spilled everywhere.

"Oh my God," Violet spoke softly to herself.

"Holy shit," Klaus whispered.

"Disastr," Sunny muttered. She said something along the lines of, "Who would do such a terrible thing?"

Nobody said anything for a few moments. Someone had just broke into the house. The poor three Baudelaire orphans didnt know what they should do but stand there stiff as stone and stare at the wreckage.