Misa sat on her bed, mulling over the riddle. She had the small strip of paper between her fingers, staring at it, hoping the words that formed would give her an answer instead of a cryptic message. She turned it upside down, but the same words had merely flipped themselves to be upright once again. The back of the strip had nothing.
“Argh!” Misa threw the strip to the ground. She had read it so many times the words were beginning to lose meaning.
A soft knock at her door interrupted the cogs in her brain, and Misa meandered to it, savoring the few moments of not wanting to c***k her head open. She checked her night cap, making sure her hair was hidden beneath it, then unlocked the door.
Captain Bentham stood before her. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “I see y
