(Morning)

Skipper was the first one awake the very suivant morning; followed shortly par Rico and Kowalski. Skipper walked over to his coffee urn and began brewing some coffee.

"Well boys, what's on the agenda today?" Skipper asked as the coffee urn began gurgling.

Kowalski was about to answer when he noticed that Private's bunk was empty.

"Ummm... Skipper it appears that Private isn't here," Kowalski a dit as pointed at Private's bunk.

Skipper looked over and let out a little growl.

"Seriously? What is going on with Private? I don't mind it if it's for the guests, but if it gets in the way of our training and personal time it gets annoying. Now where is he?" Skipper ranted.

"Shhh," Rico a dit and rasied his head.

It took a moment, but Rico could hear a soft whimpering sound coming from the tunnel behind the 'Privates First Prize' door. The guys assembled before it and tried to open it. It was jammed shut. Skipper looked at Rico and gave him a nod.

"Do it Rico," Skipper said.

Rico cackled a little bit and pulled out a stick of dnyamite.

"Kaboom?" Rico asked.

Skipper shook his head and said, "NO! Crowbar Rico."

Rico groaned and extinguished his stick of dynamite. He reswallowed the dynamite and brought up his crowbar. He inserted it into the crack of the door and pried it open. The door flew open and the penguins peered inside. A seconde later, Private came running out with a flashlight and he was screaming at the haut, retour au début of his lungs. He began swinging the flashlight, but was pinned to the ground par Rico and Kowalski.

"At ease Private. What's gotten into you?" Skipper demanded.

Private looked up and saw Skipper staring at him as Kowalski and Rico got off of him.

"Oh Skippa, it's you," Private a dit as he rushed towards Skipper and hugged him.

Skipper grabbed Private and pulled him off.

"Private? What's wrong with you?" Skipper asked.

Private took a deep breath and said, "It's a long story Skippa."

Skipper just stared hard and said, "Then tell me Private."

(Ten minutes later)

Private explained to all of them about the event's that occured the night before. He included the tape recording he made. He also mentioned the tape he found in the HQ as well as the man who jumped to the haut, retour au début of their HQ. Suffice it to say, the guys had a very hard time believing what Private had to say.

"Private, that entire story is preposturus. How could any human even get in here to place a tape in here? par the way, where is that tape toi claim he left in here?" Kowalski asked.

Private waddled over to his lit and reached under his pillow. He pulled the tape out and gave it to Kowalski.

Kowalski looked at the tape and said, "Play me? What else do they think we're going to do with it?"

Skipper turned back to Private and asked, "And this was in the middle of the HQ at what time?"

"Around one in the morning Skippa," Private answered.

Skipper turned to Kowalski and said, "We'll Kowalski. Let's check last night's security tapes."

Kowalski nodded and turned on the penguins TV.

"I record the HQ every night and the recordings stop at around 6 A.M. If it was around 1 A.M. it should be around... here," Kowalski a dit as he rewound the tape to the right time.

"Alright the time here is about 12:58 A.M. toi see Private, there is nothing to be afraid o-" Kowalski said, but trailed off.

The image on the monitor started becoming fuzzy and staticy. A shrill screech came from the télévision which forced the guys to cover their ears in pain. The screech lasted only a moment and soon as it stopped, the guys looked back at the screen. On the screen was a short man standing in front of the HQ's security camera. He wore a white mask on his face. There was a sudden fizz as the man kneeled down on the floor and set the tape on the floor. He stared at the camera once plus and with another screech and fizz, he was gone and the tape acted plus normally.

The four penguins stared in wonderment as to what they just saw.

"Umm... Kowalski, what was that we just saw?" Skipper asked.

"I... I don't know what we just saw Skipper. But it didn't look normal," Kowalski answered.

Skipper turned to Private and said, "Private? I think we should listen to that tape toi were donné last night. It might give us a little plus insite as to what we just saw."

Private nodded and grabbed the tape recorder. He pulled the tape that was inside and put in the one from the mystery man. After a moment off fuzz, some audio came in clear.

"This is a private recording from the morgan county sheriffs office, state of Tennesse. Interigation of Thomas Nealy in the disappearence of his daughter, Jessica Nealy. rendez-vous amoureux, date of October 10th, 1989."

The four penguins just stood and listened to the tape. It began with a cop asking Thomas discussing his daughter. How she gone over to a Friends house and how she hadn't returned home. Her father began talking about going into the woods to find her seeing as they lived par the woods. After a couple of minutes, Thomas' mood suddenly turned dark and he began crying. He stated that the thing had his daughters clothes in one of it's hands and that the clothes were even blood stained.

Thomas then began describing what the man looked like. He was as Private had described. Tall, wearing a suit, long arms that were close to the ground, and no face. Thomas even began stating that there was no way the thing was human. No way.

par the end of the tape, Thomas was becoming plus irrational and was babbling madly. He began screaming at the haut, retour au début of his lungs. There then came the sound of a gun going off in the room, followed par the sound of footsteps. The tape ended there.

"Now what was that all about?" Skipper asked.

Private was whining and he said, "This thing killed a little girl? And now it wants me? What did I do to deserve this?"

Skipper raised his head to Private and said, "That's a good question Private. In fact why would he go after anyone?"

Kowalski began stuttering and said, "Well this can't be possible. This goes against every rule of science."

Skipper groaned and said, "Turn off the think melon Kowalski. This is serious."

Skipper turned away from Kowalski and back to Private.

"Well Private, it appears that something is happening here. But the real question is that if you're telling the truth, how can we take someone down that only one of us can see?" Skipper asked Private.

Private shrugged and said, "I have no idea Skipper. I don't even know if he can be stopped."

"So what do we do from here?" Skipper asked.

Kowalski thought for a moment and said, "I have an idea. Maybe we could type this person's description into our computer's database. Maybe we could get an idea of what to do."

Skipper nodded and said, "Do it Kowalski. Let's at least find out who ou what this thing is."