House in the Forest

Wednesday the 18^th of December 2013

WALT: Use different narrative techniques to engage the reader

The events I’m about to relate began a fortnight ago in the middle of a forest in Wales. The single structure was named Drear Forest House.

Gathered there for dinner were the seven members of an extraordinary club called the Good Comrades. Into this unique gathering came Blissa bearing a message for Ralph King her father. In his day a business owner.

King received the envelope casually. When they saw the contents the Good Comrades took it all as a joke but Blissa was right……… this was no laughing matter.

For on the following night Ralph King died menacingly and under the most horrible circumstances. Kings body along with his vintage 1940 Messerschmitt BF 109 was later retrieved from the burnt tree, wrecked from the inside out and unrecognisable to the naked eye.

Despite King’s suspicious death the good comrades continued their dinner, drinking a final toast to King. When in came Camille with a second letter this time for her father Stanley Raebone. In his day a distinguished actor. This time you may be sure there was no laughter. These men were afraid and their fear was justified. It was six days until they found Raebones battered body.

Jess Camil sat upright in an old vintage chaise lounge explaining to Mr Holmes and Dr Watson the interesting events of the past fortnight Holmes listened carefully while loading his barrel like pipe ready to smoke. Holmes strolled around the room purposely. He was a master detective and strolling helps him think. After hearing what Jess said Holmes decided that he and Watson should go to Wales to investigate further.

Grumpily Mr Holmes arrived at Dr Watson’s house at eleven in the morning. They were supposed to be going to Wales but Dr Watson must have overslept. Once Dr Watson was up Mr Holmes caught a tram. “To Wales please” Mr Holmes asked the agitated, half tired tram driver. Half way there Holmes received a phone call. “Your doomed if you investigate the drear forest house case DOOMED!” the voice shrieked then silence.

By G.M.O