Whack MCDoodle and Finding FIGI The Golden Treasure Book 3
Whack sat in the window, it was a cloudy day and a bit cold, the day was quiet except for the trees brushing across the roof of his home due to the gusts of winds blowing.
The branches of the trees made the horrible sound of claws as they scrapped across the attic window, where Stetson the butler's part of the home was.
This was such a dark and dreary place, the mini castle needed some love the home was cleaned from top to bottom every day, but no matter how well the home was kept, it seemed to be a place of dread, even the paintings, the way they were lined on the wall, looked like a secret passage to a puzzle! a pure maze of disaster.