Disclaimer: the fun in the FunHouse stays in the FunHouse. Please read responsibly, and do not take Fun-House too seriously.
Everything was so complicated. No matter what I did I just kept hitting road blocks.
I didn’t know who would kill the New Musko. From the janitor to the cheerleader, everyone had an alibi. Pretty soon I was going to say the New Musko did it himself!
Frustrated, I walked away from Wehr. I could not be pacing for too much longer.
Not only was my head pounding, the people in Wehr started looking at me strangely. I did not need them thinking that I was the killer. I never killed anyone and I was not going to be the one to blame for this.
I needed a break, so I started to walk to my room. Before I even left the front doors of the Wehr Center, the fear of the Muskrat came back.
Every little sound would make me jump thinking that the Muskrat was there. The slightest movement from the water puddles would cause me to change my path.
You just don’t know when a mutant rat-like thing will chase after you. If you got bitten you could turn into one yourself! Or so I was told.
After the brisk walk, I was able to make it past the suites.
Right by Brotz something started to move that was rat size! It was rat-sized!
My heart jumped out of my throat, and I was practically running to the side door of Krueger. I keyed myself in like an axe murderer was after me. The door opened and I scurried in. I was almost the Muskrat’s next meal.
Getting to my room was a blur. I just remember opening my door and flipping the light on. That is was adrenaline will do to you.
My roommate was not back yet. With this in mind, I turned on some indie music and flopped onto my bed. I had a few moments to relax and then Jessie, my roommate, walked in.
“Did you see that cat outside. She was such a cutie. I even got to pet her!”
“Oh, cool! I have to have you do something for me.”
“What’s that?” Jessie looked confused, but she was the best roommate ever. She was always helpful.
“Can you look through these pictures with me and tell me if there is anything out of the ordinary?”
“Of course, I would love to help you out!”
Pulling out my camera, we sat by our desk. It was time for the investigation to begin again. We flipped through the pictures over and over again. Nothing stuck out to her.
“No, I don’t see anything. What are you looking for?”
“Well, this is top secret stuff, but I am looking for a killer. Did you see one in the photos?”
“Of course I did.”
In shock I started to look at my camera. Before I could make any sounds, Jessie continued, “I saw some killer abs on that fish.”
“Darn, I thought you saw who I was looking for.”
“I still do not know what you are talking about, but no, I did not see any killer. I did not see someone. I did see something though; a fish to be exact.”
Jessie started to giggle, and we talked about our days. She had a long day and needed some sleep, so I turned off my music and shut off the lights.
I needed to go back to the crime scene. I think I knew what was going on.
Quickly running, I got to Wehr. The basketball game was about to begin. I walked up to the cheerleaders and started a conversation.
I did not want him to catch on. It was not a person who killed the New Musko, it was a thing… an animal.
“Hey Musko! I have a quick question for you. Where did you get your hook from?”
With that the Musko started to run. I found the killer. Now all I had to do was chase him. For a fish he could move fast, but my human feet worked much better.
All my force went into the back of the fish. We tumbled to the ground.
“Why did you do it Musko? Why?”
Everyone started to huddle around us. Many started to yell “fight, fight, fight.” If only they knew.
“I killed him because he was taking my position. I may look like a dinosaur but I have the same amount of abs! I worked hard! I kept up morale. All I needed was a stupid hook! But they had to replace me with a shark of all things!”
Silence filled the room and security broke up the mob. I knew something was fishy the entire time.
The End