Later on that day, Mystique Sonia was sitting back in her room, looking at the card she had been given. She began to think who could have sent it her.

"It would have to be someone here, in Big Green," she thought to herself. "Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to get into my room."

She held out the card in front of her, staring at the fancy curly writing it was written in, admiring how pretty it looked.

Suddenly, a nasty suspicion entered her head. What if this was a stupid prank? What if someone was winding her up? Her face turned red with anger at the thought that someone could be so cruel! But she didn't want to jump to conclusions just yet. She had to find out more information first.

She sat at her dressing table and stared at her reflection. She was flattered someone clearly had feelings for her, but was annoyed that they were anonymous. She wanted to know who it was! Just as she was thinking this, she heard something. She heard a swish noise, and a faint knock at the door. She looked around and saw another envelope on the floor.

She walked over to it warily and picked it up, before opening the envelope and sliding the letter out. She unfolded it, hands shaking, and began to read.

To the beautiful Mystique Sonia.

I am sorry to make it a mystery as to who I am.

To make your search easier, I will give you clues.

1. You see me on a regular basis

2. I am a human, not an animal

From your secret admirer

P.s there is a present for you outside the door. Hope you like it.

Mystique Sonia's heart began to flutter as she turned the door handle to open the door. When she opened it and saw what was out there, she gasped.

Sitting outside the door was a bunch of red, pink and white roses.

Sonia carefully reached down and picked them up. They were so pretty, whoever had chosen them clearly knew the sort of thing she liked!

Sonia unwrapped the plastic from around them and cut the elastic band holding them together in a bunch, before filling a vase with water and placing them inside, sitting the vase on her dressing table. She sighed with happiness, when that thought entered her head again. What if this was all a prank? She shuddered at the thought that someone like Kowloon from Second Squad could be doing this as a wind up. There was only one thing for it.

Confrontation!