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February 6th, 2012
And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie The twisted end is mind-blowing! Have read this years ago, but this book has actually never been out of docks. And I really mean it. Agatha Christie’s ‘And Then There Were None,’ starts off with a group of strangers all headed toward the same destination: Soldier Island. Each stranger has been invited to the island by someone who claims to know them, yet none of the strangers can recall who this person is. Upon arriving at the Island, two new characters, butlers, are introduced. They explain how they arrived on the Island a few days ago but have not yet seen their host. No one thinks too much of this until strange events begin to occur. Perfectly healthy people begin to drop dead at random with out an explainable cause. The guests on the island realize that it is not a mere coincidence and become suspicious. They soon realize a strange connection. Upon one of the bedroom walls there hangs a poem about Ten Little Soldier Boys who all fall to awful deaths. There are also ten little soldier boys placed on the dining room table. There are also ten guests on Soldier Island and each time one of them dies, strangely enough, a soldier from the table also disapears.  The guests scramble across the island trying to find an explaination for the deaths. They search every inch of the house and island but find no one and no answer. As their stay continues and more guests mysteriously die, those who remain begin to suspect one another as the murderer. Tensions continue to rise and everyone heightens their security but none of the guests are a match for the murderer. The murderer has a creative way of killing off the victims in that the murderer stays along the lines of the poem “Ten Little Soldier Boys.” Each death is another line in the poem.  Trapped on the island, there is no escape for them, that is, unless they can discover who the murderer, before the murderer discovers them. Anyone who likes murder mystery stories will fall in love with And Then There Were None. Interested? For downloading the e-book, click here.

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

The twisted end is mind-blowing! Have read this years ago, but this book has actually never been out of docks. And I really mean it.

Agatha Christie’s ‘And Then There Were None,’ starts off with a group of strangers all headed toward the same destination: Soldier Island. Each stranger has been invited to the island by someone who claims to know them, yet none of the strangers can recall who this person is.

Upon arriving at the Island, two new characters, butlers, are introduced. They explain how they arrived on the Island a few days ago but have not yet seen their host. No one thinks too much of this until strange events begin to occur. Perfectly healthy people begin to drop dead at random with out an explainable cause. The guests on the island realize that it is not a mere coincidence and become suspicious. They soon realize a strange connection.

Upon one of the bedroom walls there hangs a poem about Ten Little Soldier Boys who all fall to awful deaths. There are also ten little soldier boys placed on the dining room table. There are also ten guests on Soldier Island and each time one of them dies, strangely enough, a soldier from the table also disapears. 

The guests scramble across the island trying to find an explaination for the deaths. They search every inch of the house and island but find no one and no answer. As their stay continues and more guests mysteriously die, those who remain begin to suspect one another as the murderer. Tensions continue to rise and everyone heightens their security but none of the guests are a match for the murderer.

The murderer has a creative way of killing off the victims in that the murderer stays along the lines of the poem “Ten Little Soldier Boys.” Each death is another line in the poem. 

Trapped on the island, there is no escape for them, that is, unless they can discover who the murderer, before the murderer discovers them. Anyone who likes murder mystery stories will fall in love with And Then There Were None.

Interested? For downloading the e-book, click here.

And Then There Were None

Ten little Indian Boys went out to dine,

One choked his little self and then there were nine

Nine little Indian Boys sat up very late,

One overslept himself and then there were eight

Eight little Indian Boys traveling in Devon,

One said he’d stay there and then there were seven

Seven little Indian Boys chopping up sticks,

One chopped himself in halves and then there were six

Six little Indian boys playing with a hive,

A bumblebee stung one and then there were five

Five little Indian Boys going in for law,

One got in chancery and then there were four

Four little Indian Boys going out to sea,

A red herring swallowed one and then there were three

Three little Indian Boys walking in the zoo,

A big bear hugged one and then there were two

Two little Indian Boys sitting in the sun,

One got frizzled up and then there were one

One little Indian Boy left all alone,

He went and hanged himself and then there were none

January 28th, 2012
Instead of being fascinated by things around us, we now try so hard to fascinate others by things on us.

Ika Natassa, Antologi Rasa

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