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Chapter 3 by 0hffe 0hffe

Whose story do you follow?

PUZZLE BOX: Some Dude

''Alright, let's see what the old hag has to hide''

Hank knew he shouldn't be doing this. He knew that his old gypsy neighbour already disliked him quite a bit. But, he also knew that something truly strange was going on with her. At first he suspected she was dealing **** of some sort, nervous looking visitors coming and going at all hours of the night. So, he started to watch her more closely, planning to report her to the police.

That was when he started to notice stranger things. She rarely had repeat visitors, none of them coming back nearly often enough to be junkies. But even more bizarre was that the people arriving, sometimes weren't the same people who left.

Sure, they often left carrying bags or boxes of items he never actually saw, but something much more serious than **** were at play here. The obvious thing then, was to sneak onto your neighbours property and peer through her window like a peeping tom.

That was when he got his first bit of confirmation. Some rather plain girl was visiting his neighbour, who handed the girl what looked like a cup of tea. Then, the girl proceed to morph in a way that left Hank totally dumbfounded. Her plain and pudgy face slimming in places and filling out in others, eyes larger, lips fuller. And that was just her face. The rest of her body was following suit, legs stretching until her pants could barely reach the end of her calves, waist expanding and popping the fly on her jeans and finally, much to Hanks delight, her modest breasts blew up in size, almost ruining her blouse as they surged up and out of it.

The girl seemed to thank the old gypsy woman and then, after a short conversation and a change of clothes, she went on her way. Sadly, he couldn't hear what was said.

That brings us to the here and now. A grown ass man calling in sick just to wait for his neighbour to leave her house. He'd just been hoping to get a nice long look through all the windows. But, much to his surprise, the back door was wide open. Figuring nobody would know if he just took quick peek, he let himself in and began to really snoop around. Given the tea he'd seen change the visitor girl so much, the kitchen was his first priority and he struck gold straight away. What looked to be a regular old pantry door, opened up to reveal a basement below. His phone quickly coming out to light up the dark area.

As his phone lit up one corner of the room, he heard something clatter to the ground nearby, turning and realizing there was a huge pile of what he could only describe as 'crap'. All sorts of things were just thrown into a disorganized mound. It really did just look like some old person with and addiction to buying up whatever late night''As Seen On TV'' commercials sold them. He half expected to see stacks of FlexTape among the junk.

Near the bottom of the mound, he could see what had tumbled down. A little box with a piece of card tied to one corner

Puzzle Box
A Puzzle Solved Is A Problem Solved

Damn Made for TV Junk

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