Timothy’s Blog

The Museum owner has just phoned me saying that there has been a burglary and that 3 of my inventions have been stolen. I then rush to the scene to find no trace of the burglar, not even fingerprints. I feel angry and I just want to scream out but I restrain myself. I then hear a faint screeching sound and see the silhouette of someone, could this be the burglar? It came closer and closer it looked like It had a gun, I was sweating, I was nervous. “Oh, glad to see you Thomas!” said the museum owner. “Oh, am I glad to hear your voice Patrick”, I said in relief. “I thought you were the burglar, Patrick.” “I thought you were the burglar!” Patrick  said. We both gave a sigh of relief. “Well Thomas, off you go, this might be the most important thing that you will have done in your life. Good luck and good-bye”, he said. “Thank you, and good-bye”, I replied.  

And then I set out on a quest to find my artefacts….