The Haunted Lighthouse

In celebration of National Lighthouse Day on August 7th, I decided to take my employees on a field trip to Woodland Springs, Colorado’s only lighthouse on Luminary Lake. The paranormal lake is full of supernatural life and is known to suddenly develop huge waves and thick mysterious fog. In the early days of our town a lot of people went missing in the lake so they built the lighthouse. However, it’s rumored a Curse was placed upon it by a local dark witch after a lighthouse keeper thwarted her effort to sacrifice several local kids to the demon she worshiped. The curse came into play once the lighthouse keeper was eradicated by her malevolent minions. Thankfully a Witch Slayer came to town and took her out as well with extreme prejudice!

Unfortunately, all lighthouse keepers after that died of mysterious causes and then proceeded to haunt the place. Various attempts to exorcise them into the afterlife failed as it seems the curse traps their souls there for all eternity! Mystic Investigations attempted to do so a number of times but the curse is mega powerful! In general, Curses placed by magical practitioner are incredibly hard to break! The lighthouse closed some years ago with the advent of cell phones, GPS tracking, and meticulous patrol of the lake by the local Sheriffs department as they have training in the supernatural world. We’re friends with the Sheriff Blake Maverick so he let us into the lighthouse that still mysteriously lights up at night even though nobody is there!

Many of our employees are simply office support staff and don’t really believe in the world of the paranormal. Even when some have witnessed some perplexing things they dismiss it as something else because their sub-conscious mind won’t let them entertain the terror of our real world! This is the way it is for a lot of people and many of our employees think the paranormal investigations is just a marketing thing to get customers for standard investigations. So quite a few employees were giggling and making joking ghostly noises to mask their underlying fear that the place really was haunted.

Certainly, they weren’t taking our Psychic Julia Hathaway seriously when she said there were several ghosts present. She could even feel the dark specter of the wicked witch amid the curse. Something not felt this strong on our previous research visits. Julia and our Ghost Hunter Rob Edmunds suspected the witch had recently been released from hell on a mission to create a powerful poltergeist from the lost human souls in the lighthouse along with the dark energy of the curse. This was probably not technically turning the curse into an entity all its own so there would be no Heavenly intervention as stated in the Supernatural Secrecy Pact.

There was an element of real danger here as opposed to the simple harmless ghosts we expected to find. However, as it was broad daylight and not between the Witching and Devil’s hours we felt the employees would be relatively safe. As we walked into various rooms the temperature dropped as an unholy howling echoed through the air. It got so cold that we could see our breath! A sickening stink of sulfur wafted about amid lights flickering. We decided it was time to leave as everyone was shivering along with one employee puking due to the wretched stinks!

All the exits were inexplicably sealed shut. The Sheriff was still with us and he drew his gun to blast out the largest window but the bullet bounced off. Thankfully he ordered everyone in another room so it simply embedded in a wooden wall rather than accidentally striking someone. He tried a few more time with no results. Our resident vampire Drake Alexander was the strongest among us and he attempted to punch the window with brute 5th generation vampire strength. The glass actually cracked but instantly repaired itself while a sinister cackling came from nowhere and everywhere all at once. Some of the employees were crying while another screamed,”What is going on here?!”

Things didn’t get any better as several horrifying specters flew about us making menacing gestures. One employee was huddled in a corner whispering,”It’s all holograms and special effects. They’re just trying to scare us! It’s not real!” Rebecca Abernathy our resident witch let loose her natural born witchcraft power of the Mystic Sphere. A translucent pink metaphysical energy bubble that extends around her like a super shield. The employees not in the true supernatural know looked on in amazement while she tried crashing it through the window and walls! The window shattered but then rebuilt itself in an instant!

Suddenly the sunny day outside turned pitch black while the lights went out. Thank God Rebecca’s Mystic Sphere kept a pink light glowing! Most of the employees were in a panic trying to find a way out as I attempted to calm everyone down. I told them it was a high tech Halloween haunted house with some malfunctions that we’re trying to work out. Sheriff Maverick nervously nodded in agreement. Rebecca said we were looking right into five-dimensional hyper-space as the entire lighthouse phased between Universes under immense paranormal power! Julia said she felt the birth of a powerful Poltergeist! Apparently, the fear of so many people in the lighthouse was the final catalyst needed for the poltergeist to form. It was a terrifying entity made up of lost souls forcibly wrapped in evil energies under the mental control of a dead wicked witch! We needed to get out of the lighthouse before we all died!

We had the Sheriff keep watch on the civilians with his flashlight in hand as the rest of our team headed up the steps to the beacon of the lighthouse itself. As we got closer it was glowing an eerie crimson color. Julia, Rebecca, and Drake could feel the strong unholy presence in the lightroom. Suddenly the ice cold air turned seriously hot as the entity stopped sucking thermal energy and instead was bursting it forth in defiance. Rebecca powered forth her Mystic Sphere to absorb the heat. She expanded it to encapsulate the entire room in an attempt to capture the poltergeist. She recited a powerful witchcraft spell that included utilizing Drakes unique vampire blood. Ghostbuster Rob began setting up quantum disruption devices around the lighthouse. It causes supernatural unsettling at the level of reality where energy meets matter. This is where otherworldly entities interact with our world. This disruption would force all aspects of the poltergeist into the lightroom.

The poltergeist began shooting objects at us but Drake and Zack Powers our bionic boy wonder caught them all at super speed! The witch who was the brains of the blasphemous beast screamed obscenities at us and promised our long agonized death at her hands! The entire lighthouse began to shake as Rob set off the disruption devices and Rebecca bellowed forth serious incantations. We were holding on to things as it seemed like a violent earthquake was taking place. People were ducking down because objects not bolted down were flying all over the place. Flashes of light began bursting outside the windows in the pitch black darkness. We could see glimmers of the physical world returning as a sickening looking specter became trapped in Rebecca’s supernatural sphere. It took a hideous female form and angrily yelled,”Damn you all to hell!” Rebecca replied,”No you’re going to hell old hag!”

Rebecca began compressing the sphere into a smaller form forcing the metaphysical energy out of the poltergeist. It was almost like juicing the entity as if it was a fruit! As the sphere disappeared we could hear the witch scream,”Noooooooooooo!” She was separated from the now destroyed poltergeist and destined for hell or at the least the Underworld. All the lighthouse ghosts were freed from their forced damnation at the hands of the wicked witch. A few of the ghosts were able to overcome the Curse and finally crossed over into the light that leads Heaven. This was due to them surfing the released metaphysical energy from the poltergeist-like a wave to freedom on Heaven’s sandy shores. Only Drake, Rebecca, and Julia actually saw or felt it take place. Unfortunately, the curse could not be broken! We will continue to figure out how to break it so the lost souls within can finally find peace!

All the chaos stopped and we could see the sunny shores of Luminary Lake outside the window again. The doors opened and everyone ran out to breath a sigh of relief and inhale the fresh summer air. A few of the employees who were non-believers finally accepted the world of the supernatural was real but couldn’t handle it. The rest refused to accept this was real and their sub-conscious conflict traumatized them. Drake, Rebecca, and Julia worked to hypnotize everyone to remember a duller version that was explained as a Halloween haunted house experiment. Hopefully, they wouldn’t have too many nightmares in the following weeks.

The Sheriff locked up the lighthouse but not before Rebecca placed a powerful protection spell upon it ensuring nobody would utilize it for malevolent means! I gave the employees the rest of the day off while us Executives kept working onward in the quest to eradicate supernatural evil from the world! No more field trips on National Light House Day ever again! Lesson Learned!

By Xavier Remington, Mystic Investigations President

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National Roller Coaster Day Adventure

Xavier Remington, Mystic Investigations President Here! The employees have been trying to get me to acknowledge National Roller Coaster Day since I have a thing for most holidays including the extremely minor ones. I finally caved in and decided to take everyone to the amusement park for an extended lunch. However, they had to ride the scariest Roller Coaster the minute they got there without barfing or they’d have to return to work. Some declined to go at all due to not liking such rides. A few took up an offer from our Executive Vice-President Drake Alexander who is a vampire. He promised to compel or hypnotize them into not being afraid anymore. A few took him up on the offer. He would be staying behind due to sunlight issues that make him burst into unholy flames.

Lunchtime At The Amusement Park

Once at the park we had four barfers and one Super Puker! Back they went to the office while the rest of us made the most of the amusement park. The Super Puker was a pompous guy bragging about how he loved roller coasters and could ride anyone without issue. Naturally, Senior Vice-President, Demi-Mermaid, and resident witch Rebecca Abernathy magically sped up the ride by 3 times causing him to spew chunks and hold his head down in embarrassing shame. She made sure he was the only employee to be on the coaster. Of course, that didn’t help the other park goers who were with him on it! LOL!

I did some bragging of my own as I promised to win the fair Rebecca a gargantuan stuffed dolphin doll by hitting the bell at the top of the High Striker. A classic test of strength created by hitting a pad at the bottom of a tall column with a huge mallet in order to force a small puck to the bell. I was aware that most of these prize-winning contests are rigged and I couldn’t ask Rebecca to use her magic for personal gain. So I mustered up all my strength to hit the pad squarely on center for the best chance of winning. I had three tries. The first attempt was a test to gauge the device. It got over half way up. The next try almost reached the top. On the third try, I made the bell ring after screaming out a personal motivational quote….”By The Power Of Grayskull!” There was awkward silence for a moment before the crowd gathered around started laughing and clapping as I presented the dolphin to Rebecca.

The Disgruntled Demi-Sasquatch

As I soaked up the adulation our telekinetic psychic Julia Hathaway sensed some tension nearby. A little girl had a scowl on her face as she exclaimed,”Daddy that was supposed to be my dolphin!” Next to her was a huge muscular man that was at least 7 feet tall with excessive body hair! He angrily muttered,”Oh it will be yours, baby! That son of a bitch won’t get away with stealing your precious dolphin!” Rebecca and I walked to the fresh lemonade stand when Julia screamed,”Look out!” The man took a swing at me but missed. The little girl forcibly ripped the dolphin doll out of Rebecca’s arms and ran away into the crowd. She ran after her while a little Elf wearing a Hawaiian shirt, red shorts, and sunglasses whispered into a green Christmas tree walkie talkie saying,”We got a Naughty Lister Santa.” A voice on the other end acknowledged,”10-4″

I dealt with the rage-filled giant. Julia yelled again,”Be careful Xavier he’s a Sasquatch-Human hybrid!” The man turned toward her puzzled she’d even know that. Of course, I took that opportunity to leap into the air and belt him in the face! He roared in anger while I gripped my hand in pain. His jaw was like iron! He began swinging at me wildly with a crazed look in his Bigfoot eyes! He bellowed,”That was my baby’s dolphin you bastard!” Clearly, he was drunk or deranged! I utilized my Kung Fu and Ninjitsu skills to the fullest but this nut seemed invincible! Thankfully I was far quicker than this giant oaf and was able to evade his blasphemous blows! A crowd quickly gathered around the spectacle. Julia attempted to use her telekinetic powers against him but as a Demi-Sasquatch he had a fair amount of immunity against various powers and all magic as well. Bionic boy wonder Zack Powers and his bionic girlfriend Summer Eden ran up to take him on. I took that opportunity to order a refreshing ice cold lemonade as I got a much-deserved rest on a park bench to watch the show. The dynamic cyborg duo actually caused some pain in the hairy horror. He stumbled a bit throughout their attack but he finally tossed both of them into the bumper boat pool nearby!

Meanwhile, Rebecca raced past the thieving child at super mermaid speed and stopped right in front of her. The child of not more than seven years old was startled before displaying a sinister scowl and screamed,”It’s my dolphin bitch!” She punched Rebecca in the gut along with a swift kick to her leg with little result. The force of the punch and kick indicated the child was at least 1/4 Bigfoot. Rebecca sternly told the girl,”That’s my dolphin fair and square! Your daddy needs to teach you not to steal things from other people!” The girl replied,”My daddy says we can take anything we want from this world! The Sasquatch are the rightful heirs!” Suddenly the dolphin flew out of her hands into Julia’s via telekinesis. Rebecca then picked up the struggling girl to return her to her crazy daddy.

I finished my refreshing lemonade just as Bigfoot boy came at me again. He broke the park bench in two as I leaped away from it! So it was round two with this guy on this hot sunny day. We went at it for a minute until he stopped as he saw Rebecca holding his daughter. He yelled,”Hey put her down!” Rebecca did and she ran to her dad and said,”Daddy beat them all up and give me my dolphin!” The man looked around dazed as he saw everyone in the stunned crowd holding out their smartphone cameras. At that point, a Bigfoot roar came from the woods nearby. The man looked scared as the girl exclaimed,”It’s grandpa! He’s angry! We have to go now!” The girl had a temper tantrum and screamed,”My dolphin daddy!” He picked her up and ran into the woods in a flash. I’d imagine the Sasquatch people didn’t want such exposure. Especially over such doll based idiocy! The little Elf mentioned previously held up a device that made an odd whining noise. At some point, everyone found out their video footage of the fight was distorted beyond recognition. The Elf was simply enforcing the Supernatural Secrecy Pact.

Rebecca and I got some ice cream before leaving with her dolphin doll. Thankfully nobody was hurt except for the park bench. It will be a National Roller Coaster Day we’ll never forget! Hopefully, we never hear from the Demi-Bigfoot and his dolphin obsessed daughter ever again! If so then we should introduce him to another fellow Human-Sasquatch Hybrid we know. Mr. Altec who is the bouncer at our local supernatural hangout known as Club 13.

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The Christmas Adventures Of Fraggle The Enchanted Elf

Santa Sends His Best Elf To Run Mystic Investigations

The executive staff at Mystic Investigations works hard all year running the office, conducting paranormal research projects, and battling the forces of supernatural evil in the field. So we really look forward to our longest and most cherished of vacations every year. That being our surreal stay at Santa Claus’s winter wonderland. During our tremendous time at Old Saint Nick’s North Pole City amid Christmas 2017, we were given the option to have an Executive Elf man our supernatural post as it were. We happily took that option even though the peaceful Christmas season brings us the least paranormal cases. Still, we wanted someone with a measure of paranormal power to be here just in case things went south. Fraggle The Elf was sent to us here in Woodland Springs, Colorado by Santa Claus who is a powerful Demi-Angel force for good on Earth.  I, Xavier Remington, made Fraggle temporary Mystic Investigations President with full authority to run the business as he saw fit.  All our personnel are not fully aware of the wondrous world of the supernatural so we’ve only told them we’re going on a business trip up north. They believe Fraggle is my vertically challenged cousin.

We’d never met Fraggle at the North Pole on past visits because most of his work lies in the outside world. When we first met the little fella, who was barely 2′ 10″, we thought it would be best for him to change out of his tiny green Elf costume before meeting our non-executive employees who would not be traveling to the North Pole. Thankfully Santa had the foresight to send an adorable little business suit with Fraggle. Otherwise, we would have had to take him to a tailor, or a toddler store. LOL!  In addition, Santa gave him an Enochian Angel magic ear glamouring spell to hide his pointy elfin ears.  However at any point, he could appear in his Elf uniform with his real ears, and simply claim it was a costume to celebrate Christmas.

When we first introduced him to everyone the reactions ranged from snickers to slight shock.  I angrily intervened, and said,”Fraggle is family and a serious businessman! I expect you to give him the full respect you’ve shown me over the years!  I also hope you will not discriminate against him due to his vertically challenged status. Everyone should be aware that I’ve given him the authority to reprimand and even fire insubordinate personnel! Fraggle you have the floor, sir!”  Everyone had serious looks on their faces until he spoke in a voice that almost sounded like he’d sucked air from a helium balloon! Naturally quite a few people started laughing again. I immediately cleared my throat loudly, and it died down. Elves do have comical voices from our perspective. One employee whispered,”He sounds like Alvin the Chipmunk!” I glared at them and they fell silent staring at the floor.  Fraggle then said,”I’m honored to hold the position of Mystic Investigations President and I look forward to getting to know each, and every one of you during my short stay here. Together we will fight the nefarious forces of darkness, and help those in need. This I vow in the holy name of Saint Nicholas!  Are there any questions?”  One of our Administrative Assistants responded,”Oh gosh aren’t you just the cutest little thing ever!  May I please give you a hug?”  Fraggle replied,”You sure may sweet miss!”  She picked him up and hugged him. There were some snickers again but I let it pass as the little fella let out gleeful giggles while in the beautiful woman’s arms. His face snuggled sweetly in her ample bosoms!

I showed the enchanted Elf around the office and offered to let him stay at the home of Senior Vice-President Rebecca Abernathy, and I. Our home is known as Remington Manor. However, he said he would make a cozy blanket nest under my desk where he would be working.  As the executive staff and I walked out the front of Mystic Investigations headquarters Fraggle held a mug of eggnog in one hand.  I can assure you it was the tiniest mug you’ve ever seen!  It had a photo of the real Santa Claus and Mrs.Claus on it.  I shook his hand goodbye with one of my fingers, and we all left for the airport.  As we were driving away I saw him hopping up several times trying to reach the door handle.  Splashes of eggnog were flying out of his mug, and then someone opened the door causing him to fall to the snowy ground spilling it all over his business suit.  I was thinking,”Oh my God please let Mystic Investigations exist when I get back!”

The Elf Suit Cleaning Fiasco

Unfortunately, Fraggle only had the one suit so he quickly ran to the restroom as a few employees stared at the Lilliputian scurrying about with eggnog splatters dripping down him.  Once in the supposed privacy of the restroom, he took the footstool out from under the sink. We put one in every bathroom and in other places as well so the elegant elf could reach things with dignity.  Fraggle climbed on the counter and filled a sink with warm water after capping the drain. He then took some Christmasy stuff out of his pockets before taking off his entire suit, shirt, and tie that he then plunged into the sink.  He was left wearing nothing but his bright red socks speckled with white snowflakes and dark green leather shoes since Elves don’t wear underwear.  One of the contents of his pockets was a small vile of water with a cross and Santa’s face on it.  It was, in fact, holy water blessed by Santa himself. Certainly, water blessed by a half-Angel Saint would be extremely powerful.  He dumped it in with the rest of the water, and recited a holy incantation,”By the power vested in me by Saint Nicholas I hereby bless this vessel of water, and everything in it pure as the wind driven snow.”  There was a brief flash of bright white light! When it fell dim the suit was miraculously clean without even a trace of eggnog in the water.

Fraggle had his suit hanging by the electric hand dryer while he still stood clothing free on the counter admiring his elfish form in the mirror. He pressed the button to the turn the machine on and then pranced and danced up and down the counter hopping over sinks while singing “Jingle Bells“. Every so often he would tap the auto off dryer to keep it going. He was having quite a grand time engulfed in the enchantment of the Christmas Spirit until he was interrupted. A female client walked in the unisex lobby restroom with no lock on it. Both she and the Elf froze in shock for a moment with eyes locked in disbelief. Suddenly she ran out screaming,”Oh my God there’s a naked munchkin in the bathroom!”  Fraggle was so startled that he leaped right into the ceiling puncturing a hole that caused plaster to rain about. All along he was bellowing,”Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” Fortunately, Elves have superhuman abilities and he wasn’t hurt.

The client fled the building and our Receptionist cautiously crept into the restroom to see what was going on. She had seen Fraggle go in there and quietly said,”Ah Mr. Fraggle are you in here? Is everything okay sir?” Fraggle was hiding behind a toilet in one of the stalls trying to calm himself down after the unexpected scare. He remained silent after the Receptionist repeatedly called out to him. Then he finally muttered,”I’m peachy keen. I’ll be out in flash. Please put an Out Of Order sign on the door before you dash.” She did and Fraggle ended up taking a relaxing dip in the cool toilet while his suit finished drying. Thankfully Elves can’t catch diseases so he had nothing to fear from his toilet bowl diving. There’s also the fact that we have high tech toilets that steam clean themselves with a bleach solution. Minutes later he strolled out wearing his crisp clean suit with pride. Pride that fell short when he couldn’t reach the elevator button and then proceeded to crawl up the steps to my office on the second floor.

Fraggle Greets Santa Claus On His Christmas Deliveries

On Christmas Eve little Fraggle went to my home at Remington Manor to make sure all was well. Decked out in his green elf costume he lit the hearth and Christmas tree with great care before strolling about the house while saying a prayer. As Midnight approached he dove into the hearth without any hint of a burn! The enchanted elf scaled the chimney at super speed and stood on the slick icy roof without concern. There he awaited the arrival of Old Saint Nick. Sure enough, the sound of sleigh bells ringing caused him to jump up and down with glee. Unfortunately, he lost his footing and began to slide down the roof of the three-story mansion. As he reached the roof’s edge he landed right into Santa’s sleigh pulled by nine enchanted reindeer. They landed on my roof as Santa asked, “Merry Christmas my sweet little Elf! Is all going well?” Fraggle replied,”Yes Santa! The Mystic Investigations team will return to find their business in tip-top shape!” Santa responded,”Excellent! I knew I could count on you to make me proud Fraggle! I already gave Xavier and Rebecca their gifts at the North Pole but here’s one for you!”  The elated elf excitedly ripped open his gift as the two helper elves in the sleigh looked on with smiling faces.  It was a new bottle of holy water and a packet of Tide Pods. Santa then said,”Silly Elf holy water is for serious situations! And always find a place with a locked door before disrobing!” Fraggle nodded in agreement as everyone giggled. Santa Claus is the closest thing to a physical God on Earth as he really does see all! That is how he creates his Naughty And Nice List!

Fraggle bid Santa farewell as his sleigh flew to the next house. Back down the chimney, the elated elf went. He sat by the Christmas tree and warm fireplace for an hour before putting the flames out and leaving the manor. He headed back toward downtown and Mystic Investigations headquarters as it began to lightly snow. He ran across a homeless man scavenging through a dumpster. Fraggle tugged on his coat as the scruffy bearded middle-aged man looked down with surprise at the little Elf who said,”May the Spirit Of Christmas dwell in your heart and bring you luck in the New Year, my good sir!” He then handed the man a handful of pure gold coins engraved with the image of Saint Nicholas and the Capitol building at North Pole City. They were legal tender there and were derived from Leprechaun gold. The man was elated as tears of joy welled up in his eyes. He eagerly thanked the little fella and even picked him up to give him a hug. The tiny elf chuckled and then scurried off once he was put back on the ground. Behind him, his left his cute tiny footprints and a trail of lucky Elf Dust. It turns out that the coins were easily worth over $8000 but the luck imbued upon them was priceless. Our Psychic Julia Hathaway saw the mans future. Twelve years from now he becomes a millionaire business owner who heavily donates to help the homeless!

The Copy Machine Incident

The day after Christmas the copy machine began spitting out paper everywhere. Because of the holidays it was going to take time to get a repairman out. Fraggle told the employees he would get the job done. As one of Santa’s Elves, he was an expert at building and fixing all kinds of things. An hour later the entire copy machine was strewn across the floor in over 100 parts!  A guy from our IT department we recently hired came in and said,”What in the blue Hell!” Fraggle then covered his ears,”You said the H word!” Put 25 cents in the swear jar!” Yes, Fraggle put a swear jar in the lobby and had ordered no filthy language to be spoken. The IT guy laughed and said,”Hell isn’t a swear word pal! Man, you totally wrecked the copy machine, you little idiot!”  Fraggle stood up with his hands on his hips and a scowl on his face,”Listen, buddy, I’m trying to figure out how this giant camera machine works. By the power of Frosty The Snowman, I’ll fix this thingamajig! Also, I regret to inform you that you’re fired!” The man angrily replied,”You can’t fire me, runt! Only his almighty Lordship Xavier Remington can! I’m going back to work!”

He started walking away cackling like a smart ass until Fraggle grabbed his leg and dragged him through the building at super speed right out the front door! The man was shocked as he rested on the snowy parking lot rather dizzy and disoriented. Fraggle then said,”This hurts me more than it hurts you, buddy! You don’t have the Spirit Of Christmas in your heart. I know when you’ve been naughty and when you’ve been nice. Let me just say you’ve been very naughty here and outside of work as well. What you do to those women you meet at the taverns is atrocious!”  The guy responded,”What the f**k! You been spying on me you little bastard!?!” Suddenly Fraggle’s face turned beet red as steam literally came out of his tiny ears that popped back to being pointed. He screamed,”Oh pooping peppermint barks I banish you from this property! Be gone you despicable Devil!” The man chuckled and said,”Hey screw you you little s**t!” Fraggle bending on one knee lifted the man up and firmly placed him upon his knee as best he could. He began spanking him while bellowing,”You naughty boy! Naughty! NAUGHTY!”  The man yelled,”What the hell are you doing!” He was helpless against the Elf’s super strength while Fraggle yelled,”Stop swearing or I’ll wash your mouth out with Santa soap!”

Soon a crowd of employees gathered behind him. Fraggle turned around and was mortified at the spectacle he created. He let the guy go and he immediately ran away to his car crying before speeding away. Fraggle then silently re-entered the building and kept a low profile the rest of the day. Thankfully he spent the night putting the copy machine back together and it was working perfectly the next morning. In fact, it miraculously created 3-D images when it doesn’t have that capability! Also for the record, I was already on the verge of firing that IT guy due to his performance and how he treated others with disdain.

Enchanted Elf vs Nasty Gnome

A few days later things got busy and a family called about a Gnome taking up residence in their basement. He refused to leave and kept trying to break through the door at the top of the steps. He loudly screeched he wanted to eat their kids! That is what Gnome’s do after all. Nobody else was available so Fraggle went to the house. He marched in with full Elf gear on as he confidently claimed all would be well. The family was worried the minute man would be eaten alive by the monstrous little Gnome in the basement.  Fraggle cautiously walked down the creaky steps into the dark basement that smelled of minty tobacco. Most Gnomes smoke a mystical mint….To Be Continued Before Halloween…Little Fraggle also dealt with a Werewolf on the New Year’s 2018 Supermoon along with a demon worshiping biker gang that stormed Mystic Investigations headquarters!