The Purple Folder Mystery

Read Part 2 here.

Ayer, yo percibí como realidad que yo no pude encontrar mi carpeta MUY importante.

It was a day like any other...

It was a simple day: there were no ominous crows or dimensions untrue but deemed true, and cakes or ice-cream or things of sweet and sour... nor was it raining of blood, chocolate, or perhaps bloody-chocolate; it certainly was not a day when perverts and psycho-maniacs were born, I hope; it was a simple day with a lethargic morning, an afternoon, and a usual night.

It was a mere, mere day. A day, of which I should remind you, like any other day.

But gone it was... it was gone.

My purple folder. The folder that contains my life. The documents of my evils... and my goods. The signal of my humanity. The entity, the reason, that I remain to be good.

Thus in order not to lose the heart now beating, beating, within, I shall embark in a journey as a GREAT SLEUTH to solve this horrendous crime. This fuzzy mystery.

In my diagram below, I shall brief you of the events that have occured:

Yes! Dreadful!

I know!

And let my honor and love rest upon this, that the folder was and always has been in my handy container-pack. Always has and always SHOULD have been!

Now may I ask, What shall I do next? Where shall I go? I do not know. But I do know that there are those who conspire against me. Those evils! They have sent their ninjas and demons to create strife within my soul and upon the door'th of 'tis heart. 'Tis, 'tis beating, beating, within, heart.

So I list and list them FOR I shall uncover the truth! And when I do so, I shall return to them a karma more than deser-ved... a karma pure for scoundrels and tyrants of damnation and cruelty!

I shall feast upon their pain and savor upon the sadness and abhorrance of their conspirators. The crows will feast!

And there will be blood!

Love,

Miko Wu, an aspiring detective... going nuts.

Read Part 2 here.