Carly Newton & The Mystery At The Mansion(?/FM)
Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2020 4:26 am
I was ecstatic when Mr. Jackson called me about a mystery he needed to solve. Mr. Jackson was the owner of Grindel Mansion, a famous landmark and tourist attraction.
He informed me that someone has stolen a prized jewel from Mansion Gallery. He gave me a list of employees who could be suspects:
Greg- The Host
Angie- A Guide
Mark- A Guide
Lynn- The Maid
Tom- The Architect
Since I was gonna spend all day in a old mansion with no real heating, I dressed warm since it was very cold. I wore a black long sleeve, cargo pants, and some comfy ugg boots.
I invited Andy along, since we wanted to become my partner. He wore a hoodie, sweatpants, and moccasins.
The first person we met was Greg, who greeted us. “Hello, welcome to Grindel Mansion. Would you like a guided tour today ?” He asked with a smile. His smile was unique as his dimples were pointed. I declined and explained that we are doing research on the Grindel family.
He brightened up. “Well I could tell you a lot, I’m a big nerd for this type of stuff.” Me and Andy thanked him but ultimately we headed around the mansion. We saw Angie and Mark talking amongst themselves. Angie had dust all over her hands which I could immediately tell was makeup and Mark had his hands in his pockets at all times. These two gave me some suspicion.
We passed the gallery which was actually blocked off from public view due to the robbery. “Looks like we need to wait here, to investigate.” I told my parents that I’d be staying the night at a friends house, Andy did the same. Than we both slipped to the upstairs of the mansion and hid in one of the bedroom closets.
We arrived late into the day, and the mansion would be closing to the public soon. As the staff checked the place before leaving, we hid amongst the old dresses of Laura Grindel, the young daughter of the Grindel family.
Soon it was nightfall, and we emerged from the closet. We crept back to the gallery, and crossed over the barrier. I removed my ugg boots and recommended Andy do the same. We quietly tipped toed across the floor in our socks.
I got close up to the mirror and noticed dust very similar to the make up, Angie had on her hands. I began to suspect that her and Mark may have been up to something. Than I noticed a crease near a painting, which revealed a secret door. ‘Well, this keeps getting interesting.’ I put my boots back on and walked through the door.
Andy followed as we walked down a secret staircase made of stone. This must of been here since the construction of the mansion, because it was dusty and dirty. We reached a ground floor, which was scattered with various artifacts.
“Andy, I think we found the Grindel Family’s treasure room.” I said. “Wrong, you stumbled into my treasure room.”
Walking down the steps is Greg with a gun. We put our hands up, and backed up to the wall. There was a portrait of Lawrence Grindel, who had pointed dimples like Greg.
“So, I assume your a descendant of Grindel.” He doesn’t answer he gestures to Andy with some rope. “Alright, here’s what’s gonna happy. Your gonna tie her up, than I’m gonna tie you up and leave you two here.” He tossed the rope to Andy.
He looked at me distraught. “I’m sorry.” He began to tie my hands behind my back. I could tell he was doing them loose, he was smart. Greg than tied him up, putting his hands behind his back, but Greg retied my hands. “Don’t think I’m stupid, boy.”
Greg pulled two chairs back to back and sat us down. Before binding us together with more rope. He removed my boots and Andy’s moccasins. Our socks were also removed.
“Now, I’m gonna leave you two brats here, and I’m gonna frame Mr. Jackson for stealing the jewel, and regain my mansion.” He said this as he began to gag Andy with his socks.
I struggled against the binds, ineffectively. “Your never gonna get away with this.” He grinned “I already have, now be quiet.” My own socks were shoved into my mouth. I really hated having sweaty socks in my mouth again.
Me and Andy struggled a bit. Greg walked back up the stairs and closed the secret door. We were stuck down here, tied and gagged, without anyone knowing. ‘Well, how am I gonna get out of this one ?”
To Be Continued....
He informed me that someone has stolen a prized jewel from Mansion Gallery. He gave me a list of employees who could be suspects:
Greg- The Host
Angie- A Guide
Mark- A Guide
Lynn- The Maid
Tom- The Architect
Since I was gonna spend all day in a old mansion with no real heating, I dressed warm since it was very cold. I wore a black long sleeve, cargo pants, and some comfy ugg boots.
I invited Andy along, since we wanted to become my partner. He wore a hoodie, sweatpants, and moccasins.
The first person we met was Greg, who greeted us. “Hello, welcome to Grindel Mansion. Would you like a guided tour today ?” He asked with a smile. His smile was unique as his dimples were pointed. I declined and explained that we are doing research on the Grindel family.
He brightened up. “Well I could tell you a lot, I’m a big nerd for this type of stuff.” Me and Andy thanked him but ultimately we headed around the mansion. We saw Angie and Mark talking amongst themselves. Angie had dust all over her hands which I could immediately tell was makeup and Mark had his hands in his pockets at all times. These two gave me some suspicion.
We passed the gallery which was actually blocked off from public view due to the robbery. “Looks like we need to wait here, to investigate.” I told my parents that I’d be staying the night at a friends house, Andy did the same. Than we both slipped to the upstairs of the mansion and hid in one of the bedroom closets.
We arrived late into the day, and the mansion would be closing to the public soon. As the staff checked the place before leaving, we hid amongst the old dresses of Laura Grindel, the young daughter of the Grindel family.
Soon it was nightfall, and we emerged from the closet. We crept back to the gallery, and crossed over the barrier. I removed my ugg boots and recommended Andy do the same. We quietly tipped toed across the floor in our socks.
I got close up to the mirror and noticed dust very similar to the make up, Angie had on her hands. I began to suspect that her and Mark may have been up to something. Than I noticed a crease near a painting, which revealed a secret door. ‘Well, this keeps getting interesting.’ I put my boots back on and walked through the door.
Andy followed as we walked down a secret staircase made of stone. This must of been here since the construction of the mansion, because it was dusty and dirty. We reached a ground floor, which was scattered with various artifacts.
“Andy, I think we found the Grindel Family’s treasure room.” I said. “Wrong, you stumbled into my treasure room.”
Walking down the steps is Greg with a gun. We put our hands up, and backed up to the wall. There was a portrait of Lawrence Grindel, who had pointed dimples like Greg.
“So, I assume your a descendant of Grindel.” He doesn’t answer he gestures to Andy with some rope. “Alright, here’s what’s gonna happy. Your gonna tie her up, than I’m gonna tie you up and leave you two here.” He tossed the rope to Andy.
He looked at me distraught. “I’m sorry.” He began to tie my hands behind my back. I could tell he was doing them loose, he was smart. Greg than tied him up, putting his hands behind his back, but Greg retied my hands. “Don’t think I’m stupid, boy.”
Greg pulled two chairs back to back and sat us down. Before binding us together with more rope. He removed my boots and Andy’s moccasins. Our socks were also removed.
“Now, I’m gonna leave you two brats here, and I’m gonna frame Mr. Jackson for stealing the jewel, and regain my mansion.” He said this as he began to gag Andy with his socks.
I struggled against the binds, ineffectively. “Your never gonna get away with this.” He grinned “I already have, now be quiet.” My own socks were shoved into my mouth. I really hated having sweaty socks in my mouth again.
Me and Andy struggled a bit. Greg walked back up the stairs and closed the secret door. We were stuck down here, tied and gagged, without anyone knowing. ‘Well, how am I gonna get out of this one ?”
To Be Continued....