Pete's Expert Summary
My human has presented me with a box full of paper. They call it a "Murder Mystery Game," which seems to be their overly dramatic term for a collection of crinkly, tearable, and eminently sit-upon-able documents. The premise involves them staring at these papers and a glowing screen for hours to solve a fictional crime, a task that seems far less pressing than solving the mystery of the Red Dot. From my perspective, the primary appeal lies not in the "gripping narrative" but in the sheer volume of high-quality napping surfaces and potential batting targets. The "27 pieces of physical evidence," particularly the beer mat and newspaper articles, offer a delightful variety of textures for my paws and face. However, the requirement to access an "online police database" is a critical design flaw, as it encourages the humans to ignore me in favor of a screen, which is simply unacceptable.
Key Features
- BEST COLD CASE FILE GAME AVAILABLE - Murder at The Movie Theater - Play detective to crack this gripping murder mystery game, and bring the criminal to justice - A murder has been committed in a small port town on Fidalgo Island in America’s Pacific Northwest. Movie Theater owner - Chris Hodgson - was found dead in his office with multiple lacerations to the chest..
- 27 PIECES OF PHYSICAL EVIDENCE - Inside the case file, you'll find newspaper articles, crime scene investigation documents, suspect profiles, a beer mat, police reports, a poster, CCTV footage, phone/text records, a coroners report, a map, witness statements, photographs and more.
- SEARCH THROUGH A POLICE DATABASE - In addition to the physical evidence supplied inside of the box, you'll need to access an online police officer's digital file storage system to prove the suspects innocent or guilty - but it's not easy...you'll need to be a smart investigator to gain access!
- A GREAT NIGHT IN - With approximately 2 hours of game play (depending on your skill level) and a difficulty rating of 3/5 this "whodunnit" style thriller will provide a fun night in for all who choose to participate. If you can't crack the case without a secret clue, hints and answers are available online.
- MADE FOR INDIVIDUALS, COUPLES, GROUPS & PARTIES - Murder mystery lovers and CSI fans will love this challenging brain teaser. It's perfect for teens or adults looking for a fun night in at home - whether you're looking for an interactive "couples night" experience, an immersive family games night, or a fun dinner party with friends.
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The evening began with a betrayal. Instead of the usual tribute of chin scratches or the presentation of a feather wand, my human placed a flat, mysterious box on the coffee table—an altar typically reserved for my naps. She and her mate, with an air of conspiratorial glee, lifted the lid. The scent of fresh cardboard and ink filled the air, a promising start. They spilled the contents onto the table: a chaotic landscape of documents, photographs, and flimsy cards. They called it "Murder at The Movie Theater." I called it a new kingdom. While the bipedal staff mumbled about "lacerations" and "suspect profiles," I began my own, more thorough investigation. My first order of business was to test the structural integrity of the "Crime Scene Investigation" folder by walking directly across it. It made a satisfying crinkle. I moved on to a glossy photograph of the so-called victim; he had a sad look in his eyes, the look of a man who had never known the profound joy of having his ankles rubbed by a soft, gray tuxedo cat. A small, coaster-like object labeled "beer mat" was summarily sniffed and then nudged with my nose until it fell to the floor. Evidence secured. The humans were hopelessly lost, pointing at a map of "Fidalgo Island" and arguing about timelines. Amateurs. They were looking for motive and opportunity; I was assessing tactile feedback and napability. While they squinted at their glowing rectangle, attempting to breach some "police database," I identified the true key to the case. It was a flimsy piece of paper, the profile of a man with shifty eyes. Its corner was bent just so, creating an irresistible invitation for a gentle pat-pat-pat. I gave it a solid whack, sending it fluttering off the table like a wounded bird. It landed silently, separate from the other clutter. My human eventually noticed. "Hey, wait, we haven't looked closely at this guy's alibi," she said, picking up the very paper I had so deftly isolated. A flurry of excited chatter followed. They believed they had a breakthrough, crediting their own shoddy detective work. Let them have their little fantasy. I had solved their puzzle with superior instinct and a well-aimed paw. As they declared the case closed, I leaped onto the warm space on the table they had cleared, curled up on the "Coroner's Report," and closed my eyes. The components were of an excellent quality, but the game itself was merely a prelude to my victory nap. A worthy, if convoluted, tribute.
