Absquatulante Gormagon!
Two guards rushed inside the museum storage
room. It’ was past midnight and the only one who should be there, besides them
of course, was the curator, and old, strange man, that was laying on the floor.
The blood, drained from his face, the few hairs he had left on his head,
raised, eyes wide open, staring at a large, empty crate were they could read “unidentified animal remains, mummified- 1880” .
-Doctor? What happened?
The old man stuttered: -An Absquatulante Gormagon…!
Both guards exchanged confused glances.
-A what?
-An Absquatulante
Gormagon, idiot! It took my pocket watch…! And will probably steal other
things!
So was a thief, no need to use fancy words...
The guards asked:
-Okay, we can handle it, now please, describe
the thief!
-Yes … where should I start?
-Hair color, clothes, anything!
-Eyes! I saw them clearly! One was green!
-Good… please continue!
- And it also had a blue eye! And a hazel!
-… You said before it was green!
-ONE of them was green! The other three were
brown.
-…How many thieves you saw?
-One! It was naked! And was four meters tall,
had three mouths…
-Wait, seriously?
-Of course!! Look, it steals things for
fun…where are you going? I have more details …wait for me, hey!
Hidden in the darkness, the odd Gorgamon
watched the trio. By nature, he was driven to gather things-or steal you
choose-and run. It played with his new golden watch, before walking deeper into
the museum…
Very funny, I liked it. You don't have to be small to be a successful thief if no one will believe your victims when they try to describe you. Interesting how the gormagon always seems to be naked, but I suppose it would be hard to find clothes that fit.
ResponderExcluirMy favorite line was "...where are you going? I have more details...", great sentiment there and I find it funny because I know what those details are.