Author's note: Yes, that fast. Third chapter. Mat will do the fourth.
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Chapter 3: Mission
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1:06 PM - WOOHP MISSION ROOM
Matthew and I landed in a heap in the room, and our GCN controllers fell to the floor. I got up and fetched my pencil, which had ended up in Matthew's hair during the fall. "I guess this means the bet's off," I decided.
Clover and Alex came down a separate chute, and Sam a third. Jerry approached us. "Girls? Leo? Matthew? Did I interrupt anything important?"
"Only the most intense Sonic Heroes game ever," Matthew replied, getting up. "Could ya give us a five-second warning next time?"
Sam got up and looked around. "What's going on here? It looks like WOOHP is a little deconstructed."
"We've been renovating WOOHP a little," Jerry explained. "Don't worry, the briefing equipment works. Here, let me show you."
A picture of a haunted house showed up on the monitor, and Alex got a little scared. "This is Horror Haven," Jerry told us, "a haunted house that opened up in Cleveland, Ohio, just a few weeks ago."
"Ohio?" I blinked. "I lived there before we moved to Beverly Hills. I guess there are coincidences everywhere you look."
Matthew nodded. "This keeps up, our next mission will take place in Hawaii!"
"Don't interrupt me, you two," Jerry said. "Now, as I was saying. For some reason, nobody who enters Horror Haven ever returns. It's up to you five to investigate. I'll provide you with a list of all the known people who vanished in Horror Haven; it may help you."
Clover looked around. "Would it be safe to assume by the renovations that our choice of gadgets will be less than ideal?"
"I'm afraid so," Jerry explained, adjusting his tie. "You will get heat-sensor 6000 infra-red motion-detector sunglasses, earring communicators, digital wristwatch flashlights, and the sonic disintegrator boombox. And, of course, the boys will get the appropriate substitute gadgets."
"That doesn't sound like such a bad line-up of gadgets," Alex commented.
"Well, there's one more thing. Due to the renovations, you won't be able to use your jetpack-backpacks. Repairs, you know. Your X-powders- and DS, and GBA-SP- will still be normally usable, though."
Matthew sighed. "That stinks."
"Don't worry, I'm sure the five of you will find a way around any obstacle that might stand in your way. You always do. Ta-ta."
Jerry pressed a button on his desk. Nothing happened. He pressed it again. Still nothing. Suddenly, he realized what he was doing. "Of course! Silly me! I forgot that the ejection was under repair! Walk this way, please; I'll lead you to the jet. And Leo, when I say walk this way, I mean follow me."
"Right." I shrugged. "I guess I'm becoming a little too predictable." We followed Jerry out the exit door.
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Anyone who's read "A Redhead's Lunch" should understand that last part. See you next chapter!