The car screeched to a halt, four men wearing creepy masks jumped out and ran into the nearest building (the museum) , I looked around. The street was deserted except for me. Their scarlet red masks flashed past my eyes. I knew that they had an annoying scheme to steal Sir Luke vii’s violin but nobody was smart enough to pick up on it. I felt so dazed from the thought that they were going to commit an illegal crime, I just wanted to lye down on a velvet cushion and stare at the freshly watered cacti and flowers opposite me.