Tuesday, September 15, 2009

So I had a missing gold bird on my plate ...

... and one riddle scrawled in a book for a clue.

It wasn't much to go on, but I've gone with worse. So the first thing I did was pay a visit to the museum and the old bird in charge of the exhibit, a Professor Plock.

Yes, of course I remember the Osprey. Very valuable gold bird. Stolen in the middle of the night, as I recall -- thief presumably still at large.

Maybe. Maybe not. I've got a hunch that there's more to the story than just a thief strolling in off the streets one night.

Are you implying someone with the museum took it?

Maybe ... maybe not. Does this riddle mean anything to you?

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