Grandpa and I gathered all the suspects, the woman, and the witnesses to the crime scene. We did not invite the captain, but he came anyways. He wanted to find out who murdered the girl. When everyone was here, I began.

“Everyone, I think I found out how the murderer got into the locked cabin. I think I know who murdered the daughter of the woman, but we’re not sure, so let’s don’t count on it. If you all suspect some…”

“Just tell us the stupid trick! This isn’t a speech!” the merchant interrupted. Everyone stared at him with disgust, and he just looked away and stood there quietly.

“Alright, all right.” I said, and continued, “First of all, we found two key items in the room: a silver coin, and a piece of candy wrapper.”

“That’s my coin!” the crew member shouted all of a sudden. Everyone looked at him, and embarrassed, he became quiet. The merchant had no reaction, and the boy had a surprised face and asked me, “So is he the killer?”

“No, I never said that. He might be, but we’re not sure. Where was I? Oh, right. Your coin was in the room. Do you know how it got there?”

The crew member shook his head.

“OK, then. The door was locked, and the coin was in there. Perhaps it rolled in there? Slight chance. Now, the other item. The candy wrapper.

“The boy told us he was going to get candies from his sister. He was probably the last one seeing her alive…”

Now everyone looked at the boy with suspicion. I could tell that he was afraid.

“Now, onto the trick. The boy said he ‘found’ the key on the floor. My guess is that the murderer went into the cabin when it was open, which is before takeoff, murdered the girl, and took her room key. The killer then went outside, and locked the door shut. He purposely dropped the key on the floor, and left, and the boy probably found it there. That is the mystery of the locked cabin.”

Everyone muttered with agreement. The merchant now had a surprised expression, the crew member scared, and the boy still afraid.

“Alright, the mystery aside, let’s find the killer. I suspect… the woman’s son!”

He jumped up, and started a sprint. He ran for the doors leading outside. Grandpa guarded the door, and caught the boy. He struggled to get out.

“Why are you all blaming me! How do you know it’s not the crew guy? His coin was in the room!” the boy asked.

I asked back, “Why did you run? And, now I know it was you, I can tell why I suspected you. My suspicion started with the candy wrapper. Why was it there? You probably ate it right there, and forgot to throw it away.”

“But what if it was my sister?” he ranted back.

“Good question. Your sister possibly ate a candy and put it right there. Although I can ask you, why didn’t your sister have the candies you wanted? We didn’t find even one in her room.”

The boy just stared at me, still struggling.

“About the coin. You found it, right? Just like you ‘found’ the key. You put the coin in there so everyone will suspect the crew member.”

The boy stopped struggling, and started crying. “OK, I did it. I killed my sister. She got everything she wanted from our mom, since she was older than me. I thought, if she was gone, she would treat me much better. I’m sorry, mom.”

The woman started crying too, but she didn’t look at her son. All the other people just stood there. Grandpa let the other crew members take care of the boy. We went back to our cabin.

“Well, this was a tough day. First time on an airship, and I never thought this would happen.”

“Things like this happen sometimes.” Grandpa concluded.

About half an hour after that incident, I decided to walk around. I got a headache. I thought a walk would make things better.

Walking around the hallways, I thought about the positive things that could happen. The murder case bothered those thoughts, though. Without notice, an arrow came flying at me. With a little scratch, I fell to the floor. A girl appeared in front of me, with a Red Viper bow.

“Wow, just a little scratch. You have nice avoidability.” she complimented me.

“What’d you do that for? I almost got hit.”

“That was the point.”

What? Why you…” I said, as I took out my bow. Grandpa came just in time, and he stopped our little quarrel.

“I’m sure she had a good reason to attack you like that. Now, let’s go back. It’s been a long day.” he suggested.

Still mad, I followed Grandpa’s suggestion. While walking back, I heard the girl whisper, “I sure have a reason.”

When Grandpa and I returned once again, he told me something.

“Grandson, listen to me right now, and don’t interrupt please. Now, I want to talk to you about the most feared event in the ship. The attack of the winged beasts. Their teeth are sharper than the sharpest knives; the lightning they produce is darker than midnight. You get the idea. Once in awhile they invade the airships with theirs. We don’t know the reasons much, but my guess is food. They destroy airships that are no interest to them, or just leave. So, if we encounter them, stay in this cabin. Understood?”

I couldn’t answer. Fear struck me. I should have known about this. I replied with a little ‘yes’.

“Good. Well, it’s been a long day. Feel free to rest.”

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Oooooh chapter 3. Kinda boring, in my opinion. I think I’ll type another chapter tonight. It’ll be more exciting, and sad. You’ll see what I mean.

Aim High!