It had come to our attention at Mystery Industries Inc. that rumours were being
spread concerning the fortunes of the Island Mystic. As substantial sponsors
of Mystery Island we were concerned that the Island Mystic was not living up
to his name and prophesying correct fortunes. We decided to send our top investigator,
a Kacheek named Bicklebock to unearth the truth of the forecasting.
Bicklebock spoke to the mystic, and was told that "her direction in life would
cease without her noticing," before being sent out of the hut. Not one to be
offended, she returned a minute later only to be told by a large man in khaki
that "the Mystic is drained, and can only see into your future once per day."
Following this, she was physically removed from the hut and is now in a stable
condition in the Neopian hospital.
Not to be deterred, we here at Mystery Industries Inc. decided to unlock this
key piece of information that the mystic shared with our reporter in the few
brief seconds that she was alone with him. Her "direction" certainly had "ceased"
as she now was lying in a hospital bed. But had she noticed? Upon visiting our
reporter in her ward, we soon pieced together vital information from her wild
ramblings. She had been moving towards the hut, when she was grabbed by the
strange man in khaki and turned away. Therefore her direction had been ceased.
We decided that the key to this mystery lay with the unknown man in khaki.
We sent another employee to the hut, Spinooble the Chomby, to find the truth.
Because, of course, that's all we were interested in. The rumours of large sums
of hush money paid out to a certain Neohospital were just that. Rumours.
Spinooble entered the hut and found himself face to face with the Mystic. Upon
seeing the Chomby, the Mystic pronounced abruptly that "You will unearth vast
riches at the Wishing Well." On hearing this, Spinooble raced immediately to
the wishing well and found a list hanging nearby, of vast riches received by
other visitors to the well. The mystic's prophecies were turning out to be correct
after all!
Two times a coincidence, three times a reality. So our assistant sports and
recreation manager, Scudos the Wocky set out to have the depths of his future
uncovered.
"The stifling smell of incense and baked beans hit me as I entered the hut.
With a rancid burp, the mystic raised his arms and began shaking. I quickly
rushed over and was just about to apply my trusty pot of shaky flaky cream when
he fell over onto the floor and a strange voice echoed from his mouth. You
will have good fortune at the Bank. Fortune? My owner sure had a fortune
at the bank, and was daily collecting a sizable interest rate, which kept me
in toys and good food. This prophecy was obviously correct. Leaving the mystic
lying on the floor, I rushed back to the head office of Mystery Industries Inc.
to report my findings."
The findings of Scudos, Spinooble and Bicklebock showed THE TRUTH. The Island
Mystic was undoubtedly the most accurate at foreseeing the future in all of
Neopia. And the fact that he shared this service with all residents of Neopia
for no cost at all made us here at Mystery Industries Inc. wonder if he would
be needing a managing director in the near future, as after this article is
released the influx of wondering visitors will soon tire his astounding mental
capabilities. We concluded, that a visit to the Island Mystic is well worth
the effort. A brief glimpse into the future is a chance few who do not live
in Neopia will get. Take the opportunity today to see what you will be doing
tomorrow... yesterday. |