Private eye Irwin goes to Rocker Manor to investigate strange happenings there.
Detective Irwin, private eye, was lounging in his office when he got the call.
BRING! BRING! BRI- Irwin picked up the phone."Hello?" "Is this detective Irwin?" Said an unfamiliar voice. "Yes. Who are you?" "I'm Joe Rocker." Irwin raised his eyebrows. "Rocker? That's a wierd name." "Please." Joe pleaded. "Come quick, it's an emergancy!" "Ok ok. What's your address?"
Address in hand, Irwin caught a taxi and sped of to Rocker manor. When he reached Rocker manor, he recieved a bit of a shock. Rocker manor was a tower, a HUGE tower. It seemed to be made out of smaller houses stacked pel-mel on top of each other, so it looked like it topple over any second.
Recovering from his shock, he knocked on the door.