Please INVESTIGATE!

|Captain was sweeping at the modern office.|

One day, Bee M' High was working in his office and suddenly, one of the chair's leg broke off and instantaneously, Bee M' High thumped on the floor hard.

Bee got up, scratched his buttock; grumbled and brought the chair to the front door office. He placed the broken chair there and wrote a notice: "Ye scurvy dogs, don't sit or be killed!".

However, not long, someone complaint about the broken chair being placed near the door as it was not a pleasant view to the people up there.

In the meantime, Phantom who was always the 'close friend' to Bee M' High for unknown reasons; coincidentally, 'sat' next to Bee. Perhaps, Phantom wanted to haunt Bee? Well, this was not the issue for now.

Back to the forsaken chair, someone politely text Phantom to remove that chair.

"Can you remove the chair?" asked someone.

As soon as Phantom read the text, all HELL break loose!

The room emitted eerily screeching sounds, the lights flickered and the atmosphere rotten. Lightning and thunder struck twice outside the building. Phantom could not bear the text that accused him and within split seconds, his fingers moved, typing non-stop. Then, he hits the send button and the text messaging parrot squawked.

The text in reply to someone:

"Next time can you INVESTIGATE properly before you said it's mine?"

That someone did not know what's with the fuss and replied that perhaps she made a mistake. After all, her working place was far enough not to know the history of the chair. She just made an assumption between Bee M' High and Pear-Shaped Phantom, well, everyone would easily conclude one thing: Pear-Shaped Phantom. Why? For he's a ghost!

The phantom was not satisfied and hits the send button again. The text read:

"That's why I said INVESTIGATE first! Your apology is not SINCERE at all!"

Phantom then howled and hurled his chair across the office; pulled his head; stomped and stomped his feet, while yelling:

"I'm INNOCENT! I'm being falsely ACCUSED!"





|Psst, mate, what's the big deal? After all, it was just a chair, a girl and a text. How serious can that go? Sherlock, where are you?|