Henry stared tiredly at what he had under his eyes. He was tired and was expecting everything except what he had just found to be where he was. He was the world’s greatest detective, so he should be able to figure out why something like this was in his house. It was a dolphin in his bathtub. Right after a long and tiring day of work he had found a dolphin in his bathtub. Why was it here? He tried to think, but there could be no logical explanation. After an extremely horrifying investigation he had just wanted to relax a little. He sighed, his hand brushing his hair back. What was he gonna do? He bit his lower lip.
“Okay. Everything is fine, there is just a dolphin in my bathtub,” he said, trying to reason it in his head.
