NADA CLUE LbNA # 51380
|Placed Date||Nov 12 2009|
Due to work in the park, this letterbox is not available, which makes finding the other boxes in the series unfindable. I'll try to replace it soon.
Mr. Anthony E. Pratt, invented the classic "who dunnit" game, CLUE®. Mr. Pratt, who described himself as "an introvert full of ruminations, speculations and imaginative notions", came up with the idea for the murder game in 1944. To their neighbors, Anthony E. Pratt and his wife appeared to be an unassuming couple similar to hundreds of other elderly people who had chosen to retire to the south coast near Bournemouth, England. What few realized was that Mr. and Mrs. Pratt were specialists in savage murder and dark deeds.
Dear reader, my name is Reginald Boddy. I live alone in my stately home, Boddy Mansion, on the banks of Buffalo Bayou. Recently, I hosted an intimate party for a few of my closest friends, on the public grounds below my home, which are known as Memorial Park. You should know that I have met with foul play, possibly at the hands of one of my guests. Why this person did what he did, I have nada clue. The perpetrator left me for dead , severely beaten with a baseball bat, on the trail which runs to the left of the baseball diamond, just south of Picnic Lane at the west end of the Park. Your job is to locate each of my guests, Colonel Mustard, Mrs. Meadow-Brook, Mrs. Peacock and Miss Scarlet, and TAKE A STATEMENT from each of them. I am certain that, with the evidence in hand, you will have enough information to locate the person who did this to me.
You can find Colonel Mustard by heading south at the trailhead sign about 100 yards, to a red trail post on the right. Take that trail to the outfield fence of the baseball field and look for the light pole. To the left, the red trail continues about 20 steps to a trail marker. From there, walk another 37 steps to a fork in the trail, which you should take for 22 steps, where you will come to another trail junction. Standing in the middle of the junction, look to the left for a 4 ft. stump and, next to it, the log where Colonel Mustard is resting in a hole on top, behind a rock and covered with twigs and pine needles.