The Mystery Of New York City

“Alright Stevenson 25 dollars a day.” Said the Sergeant “these statues need to be stopped.”


“Agreed.” Said the detective. “I will solve the mystery of New York City.”


I walk out of the Police Department and into my car. I kept driving until I stopped at a mysterious building called Winter Quay. I notice that there is a statue outside. I looks like a Weeping Angel.


I walk inside Winter Quay and go up the lift. I find a room that has my name on it. I walk inside but there’s nothing there. I run outside the room. There are now two Weeping Angels. Then there is a flash of light, then, darkness…

One thought on “The Mystery Of New York City”

  1. Hi Thomas,

    I enjoyed this response to the prompt for this week. A very intriguing yet mysterious story… You had me engaged throughout and I would love to keep reading to find out what happens next!

    Keep up the good work.
    Anna (Team 100WC)

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