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// Crime Scene Investigation 
// Story: Robot Pony 
// by Dreadnought 
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Sherlock Holmes and Dr. James Watson stood in the study, examining the scene.  Sprawled across the desk was a man.  Protruding from his back was a long-handled knife.

"Well, I dare say this is quite the mystery, Holmes.  A dead professor.  A missing formula.  All the doors and windows locked from the inside.  No signs of forced entry.  No finger prints on the knife handle.  Nobody was seen near the study all afternoon."  A long pause followed.  "Any ideas?"

"Yes."

"Really?" gasped Watson.

"After his lunch, Dr. Borger sealed himself in the study, where he thought he was safe.  But at one o'clock, a unicorn teleported into the room, telekinetically levitated the knife from the display case, stabbed Borger in the back, grabbed the formula, and teleported out."

"How did you come to that conclusion?"

"Very simply, my dear Watson.  Once you've eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be true."


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