Status Updates From Prisoner of the Pyrenees (B...

Oh goodness! I don't know who can be trusted anymore! They all seem to be turning out bad, one after the other, all with double motives and different orders!

“Detective, we’re out,” Phil said. “I heard you talking about a gun earlier,” the detective replied. “If you can see it, take it with you as a precaution. There can’t be many shots left, but it will at least make you appear provisioned.” Mr. Baker rolled his shoulders and re-adjusted the glasses on his nose. Andy handed him the gun. “Okay, Mortimer,” he said. “I’m back in action.”

“Detective, we’re out,” Phil said. “I heard you talking about a gun earlier,” the detective replied. “If you can see it, take it with you as a precaution. There can’t be many shots left, but it will at least make you appear provisioned.” Mr. Baker rolled his shoulders and re-adjusted the glasses on his nose. Andy handed him the gun. “Okay, Mortimer,” he said. “I’m back in action.”

“Detective, we’re out,” Phil said. “I heard you talking about a gun earlier,” the detective replied. “If you can see it, take it with you as a precaution. There can’t be many shots left, but it will at least make you appear provisioned.” Mr. Baker rolled his shoulders and re-adjusted the glasses on his nose. Andy handed him the gun. “Okay, Mortimer,” he said. “I’m back in action.”

Andy pulled out a pair of glasses and slid them up his nose. “Ah! It’s dimmed—colours—x-ray!” Phil stared. “It’s recognizing your face” Andy gasped.
“What’s recognizing my face?”
“It’s logging your voice—you’ve got a pen-knife in your pocket—no, he’s not dangerous! He’s an ally! Ally!” Wide-eyed Andy tore the glasses off.
“Andy—what on earth…?” Mr Baker asked.
“I never want glasses! Those things are crazy!”

Andy pulled out a pair of glasses and slid them up his nose. “Ah! It’s dimmed—colours—x-ray!” Phil stared. “It’s recognizing your face” Andy gasped.
“What’s recognizing my face?”
“It’s logging your voice—you’ve got a pen-knife in your pocket—no, he’s not dangerous! He’s an ally! Ally!” Wide-eyed Andy tore the glasses off.
“Andy—what on earth…?” Mr Baker asked.
“I never want glasses! Those things are crazy!”

Intriguing, very, very intriguing! :)

Intriguing, very, very intriguing! :)

Intriguing, very, very intriguing! :)