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Stuffing the Peacock

Miss Scarlet awoke in a panic of the sounds from the room next door. She threw on her robe, running to the door, as light from the keyhole illuminated her face. In shock, she saw the worst thing she ever thought one could see. Col. mustard was stuffing Mrs. Peacock with a little more than she’d wanted to know. In the morning Mrs. White cooked breakfast, as Mrs. Peacock ran in screaming. Everyone went to see the commotion. Col Mustard was hanging over the deck of the balcony. Everyone but Miss Scarlet knew about the affair which took place, which was new only to her, yet all eyes were on her. She had been the only room next to Col mustard’s. She admitted that the affair the night before sickened her, but not enough to kill either of the two. Professor plum in the end was the culprit, his room below the two. He not only heard the screams of sodomy, but barged in after the banging on the floor and squeaks drove him to madness. To this day he is institutionalized, where on occasion screeches with flashbacks.

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