T abs …

»Does a penthouse have an attic?«

The living room is a mess - papers, books and open wooden chests everywhere and a llama in the midst of it. A llama? Didn't you just say the llama was only an invention? - Who is asking this? Are you asking? Am I?

»What are you doing, the animal, I like to call the llama or simply llama?«

»I discovered these old wooden chests in the attic, Bromford Bibble, the human I like to call dude or simply douche.«

Douche? Where does this come from? Is your invention insulting you? Is it?

»What attic, animal? This penthouse above the fifteenth floor of the apartment building in 666 Whitaker Lane in Bromford the friendly town by the bay and seaside has got a flat roof and no attic«, I say.

»Does it matter, dude? Does it really matter? I found these mysterious wooden chests. If not in the attic let's say I found it in the basement or the cellar… And now, I am looking for forgotten treasure maps or lost treasures or all of it at once.«

Somewhere in the distance a trumpet is playing a fanfare.

»It is a trombone, dude.«

Somewhere in the distance a trombone is playing a fanfare.

»Seriously, llama, you cannot tease an Indiana Jones like treasure hunt and adventure story if you do not want to tell it.«

»Who is this Mister Jones?«

»A professor for archaeology and famous treasure hunter, son of James Bond and some kind of ancestor to his great-grand-niece Lara Croft and distant cousin to Jack Reacher.«

»Croft reacher, dude?«

»Clean up this mess, animal, before I get mad.«

»Tease the teaser…«

Dear Bromford Bibble,

today is going to be a good day! And here's why…

because the llama is going to clean the living room.

»But all the treasure maps, Mister Bibble!«

»Now!«

Today is Friday, the 22nd of April 2022.

And the fortune cookie says,

If you can read this you can read.

🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛🕛

Sir, your llama just bit Ted Kennedy.