Hey, I gotta get this done before the summer, since my laptop was confiscated, so sorry if it seems rushed. Thanks for reviewing and please enjoy!
I sat at the table in the break room, pouring over the sheets of paper spread out in front of me that contained evidence of the "crime" Nudge had committed. Nudge sat next to me, chomping on a hotdog while examining her DNA with narrow eyes. Phil, the man's name, had left us here with all the information we needed. He had provided us, especially Nudge, with sufficient food and water. I had a feeling that he was being kind to us because he had no doubt that we would fail. If we failed, he would kill Nudge and get fame while hurting me. Might as well make our last day enjoyable and rub it in some more. I gritted my teeth and curled my hands into fists. I wouldn't allow that to happen.
Nudge reached over and tapped my shoulder. "Iggy. This DNA at the crime scene doesn't match mine."
"What?" I replied, feeling bewildered.
She handed the sheet of paper over to me. I scanned the page and found that she was right. I sucked in a breath and felt my heart beat faster. This was a lead!
I smiled at Nudge and gave her a thumbs-up. "Good job. Keeping looking for evidence. We're doing good."
I scanned the pictures again that were recorded at the crime scene by the security cameras. The girl in them looked shockingly similar to Nudge, but now that I looked closer, I could see that there were two differences between them. One: The girl didn't have wings. Nudge did. Two: She walked with a small limp and there was a tattoo on her neck. It wasn't just a regular tattoo. The tattoo had numbers on it. Nudge didn't and hadn't.
I was so excited that I almost made Nudge drop her hotdog when I grabbed her arm and shook it violently.
"Nudge! Nudge! More evidence! Look!" I leaned over and showed her the picture. "The girl looks like you, but she doesn't have wings. She has a tattoo, and you don't."
Nudge squinted at the picture for a minute and gave a squeal of happiness. "OMGOMGOMG! This should be enough evidence then!"
She burst off the chair and pulled me into a bone-crushing bear hug. When she realized what she had done, she blushed and peered up at me shyly.
"Sorry." She said.
I smiled down at her and kissed her forehead. "Don't be. Now let's go find Phil. Afterward, I have something I need to tell you."