G is for Guess who done it!!!!

Ernie awoke to the tightness of nylon ropes binding him back-on to his partner.
“Bert! Hey, Bert!”

There was no answer; Ernie took a moment to put his situation into perspective. As his focus improved a pain inside his head caused him to wince and close his eyes. He had been hit…hard.

Judging by his surroundings he was in some sort of abandoned building secluded, damp and near rushing water. But his lack of focus limited what he could see.

He repeated:

“Bert!”

“Ugh… what… what’s going on Ernie?” Bert laboured.

“Shhh, I think we’ve been captured Bert, I… I don’t remember anything.”

A voice from behind a wall near the far end of the building said:

“Nothing? I find that hard to believe.”

The voice was familiar but not recognizable; with their vision blurred they could only see the figure approach slowly.

“There have been a lot of people looking for me, not knowing it was me they were looking for.”

The figure grew larger and slightly more distinguishable

Ernie saw the feathers and exclaimed “Big Bird?”

Ernie was struck again and Bert fainted, they were at the mercy of their captor.