Jacob-+Scavenger+hunt+story

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“Sure!” his wife, Claire, yelled back. As she came out of the house she was wearing a blue t-shirt and blue jeans. Her blonde hair was flowing a bit with the wind and she was quickly making her way to the car. “You needed these?” she asked her husband. As he turned around she noticed that he was wearing a suit with a purple tie and black shoes. His brown hair was slicked back and to her it looked very stiff. Before Dave could answer she asked if he was going anywhere special. =====

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“No,” he replied “it’s just a boring old business meeting. It’ll only be a few hours. I’ll be home soon. With that he gave her a kiss on the cheek and left, leaving the pliers in his wife’s hands. =====

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Dave despised business meetings. He’d always have to get dressed up and have to look nice. “Why can’t I wear casual clothing instead of this,” he said to himself. “It would be a lot easier in the getting ready process.” Dave would always think this on the way to a meeting. He figured that he needed something else to think about if he wanted to be in a good mood for the meeting. As he neared the stoplight and tried to put on his turn signal it wouldn’t work. =====

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After he turned he noticed that there was a police siren behind him and that they were probably coming for him. Dave pulled over and was waiting for the cop to come. He knew that he would ask for his license, so he reached in his pocket to get out his wallet and found it wasn’t there. =====

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“It seems you forgot to turn your turn signal on,” the officer said, surprising Dave and making him jump. “It won’t cost much just a 20 dollar fee.” =====

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“No! Please no. Don’t send me there. I have a wife with no kids. Please don’t.” Dave cried. The officer ignored him. He was on his phone with a tow truck driver to pick up his car. Half an hour later the truck came and picked up his car and drove off. The policeman shoved him in the backseat of his car and was on his way to the jailhouse. =====

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The prison was horrible. It looked horrible, it smelled horrible, and if he could taste it, he would probably say it tasted horrible. As the policeman was taking him to his cell, he noticed that all the other cells looked exactly the same. He soon passed a few prisoners that gave him some contemptuous glances. Dave just looked the other way and looked for his cell. =====

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His cell was dark and damp. It was the only cell that had a window and a mattress for a bed. Next to the bed was a table with a single rotten banana and nothing else. In the back was a toilet without a flusher. “A broken toilet. Great, that’s just what I needed.” He said to himself. In the toilet was an iPod with a flashing screen that said “MY IPOD”. =====