Hercule Poirot is Missing!

Location: a street near an Art Deco hotel within sound of the sea

There was no one in the street. There was no one in the house. Where were they? Where was the car? What had happened to the plot?
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The plot was beside the point. The point was to remain plotless. He opened a box left behind from the last plot. Nothing there.
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An empty box was no clue. He checked his notebook. It was brand new. He took his pen and wrote a few random words that might mean something.
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The street was indecipherable. That much was clear. But was it pointless to think so? That was what the words said. He wrote more words.
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The mystery of the empty street was no less mysterious than the empty house. No car appeared though it was what the plot required.
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He thought back to the time he had spent by the sea. There had been gulls and pebbles. Such things had a point and might add up to a plot.
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The instruments had been well hidden. That is if they were instruments. He took a key from his pocket. All he needed now was a door.
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The sea was at the door but the door was elsewhere. He wrote more words. He imagined a door. There was the smell of the sea to consider.
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Somewhere in the attic lay the clue to the whereabouts of the house. Once he had located the house he was sure to find the sea.
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Was there any point in having a key if there were no door? That remained to be discovered. Life is plotless, he decided. He must invent one.
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You can’t invent everything. You could invent a sea and imagine a house with a door. You could open that door. You could smell the sea.
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Whatever had happened had stopped happening. Something else was happening but what was it? What had the sea to do with it? Or the key?
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This seemed to be the plot. It was as close to a plot as he could find. He wrote the plot down. He imagined the door. He turned the key.
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The empty house and the empty street remained empty. The car must be elsewhere. The corpse would be in it, assuming there was a corpse.
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There had to be a corpse. The plot demanded it. It was pointless without a corpse. He would have to invent one. But there was no car.
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You could invent the car with the corpse in it. You could invent a sea at a door. You could open the door with the key. If it fitted.
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You could invent moonlight. You could invent a lamp post. You could invent an alley, a corpse, and a car. You could invent a point.
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The smell of the sea remained. That did not have to be invented. He wrote the words ‘the sea’ in his notebook. The sea was the point.
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The point was the crime of which the corpse was the result. The corpse was in the car that remained to be invented. The sea was real enough.
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The sea at least was real. It always had been. His notebook said so. The door must be nearby. He had the key. He was master of the situation

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