It was a quiet night at Heathvale Zoo. All the animals were asleep in their cages. There was not a single movement. Except for one person. The zookeeper. The Big Zookeeper, people called him. It wasn't because he was overweight, although he did have a rotund shape about him. No, they called him The Big Zookeeper because that's what he was. He was the zookeeper that owned the zoo. He had been for twenty years. Lately, he had decided the zoo need a change to raise profits, so he had started his plan, which was already in progress. He walked up to a cage, holding a rectangular shaped object. He bent down, placing the object underneath a sign. He flicked a switch and stood back up.

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  "Up to your old tricks again, I see" A voice said from behind him.

  "What's it to you," The Big Zookeeper said, not turning around, knowing full well who it was, "You fell for it"

  "And you think people will under that?" The voice asked.

  "I just need a fair few, not the whole of humanity" The Big Zookeeper replied.

  "It won't work" The voice answered back.

  "Just you watch it"

  "Oh, I will be" said the voice.

  And with that, The Big Zookeeper headed off into his office to sleep. Waiting for the next person silly enough to fal for his 'old trick'.