It was a cold, chilly morning. Professor X woke up from his twisted, terrifying dream. Professor X had worked for 20 years now to find a purple tail crocodile. However, it was just too difficult to find one. Professor X had traveled around the world and just had one country left before giving up. Professor X had become depressed because he just couldn’t decipher how to find a purple tail crocodile. Professor X heard a very disturbing, terrifying, blood curling sound. He turned around and saw the purple tail crocodile. Professor X managed to take a picture. X had done it.
What was it? Good story idea.