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Jekab stumbled down the road. Turning slowly, listening to the sounds that were eerily echoing behind him...
"Come to me Jekab..."
"Come to me..."
"Come.."
He had just came across this road by chance. Lost, hunger struck, and tired, Jekab needed shelter. After walking aimlessly for miles, he had seen a bright light, and he had gotten closer..and closer....
Unknowingly, he had just fallen victim to hypnosis. But it continued. He walked forward, and saw it.
"Welcome Jekab"
Jekab was frozen. The soft, siren-like voice had become as sharp as Death's Scythe. His ears, paralyzed by both fear, and the sharp noise. It struck him.
The next day, detective Greenmason was sitting in his office. He sat patiently, waiting for his next assignment.
He got it.
"Hello?" Answered Brian
"Greenmason, drive out to 14 Applewood Ave, we've got something you need to see."
"Will do"
Brian was at the scene of the crime. Lying lifelessly, the body of Jekab was on the street, with no pulse. What had happened?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Detective Greenmason was intrigued. He had to check the scene. Searching every corner, every nook, every cranny. He found a break. A bullet shell was lying on the street, blood covered, and a splat of blood beside it. Had this been the break he needed?
He hadn't time to think about it. He continued to search. Another clue had popped its head out. A gun was lying in the garbage. He swiped it for finger prints. He got some.
He continued to no success. It seems like that was all he would get.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He went back to the lab. The body was in pretty bad shape. Sword slash like marks were all around the body. The shape was odd. The cuts on the back seemed to a marking of some sort. A vertical slice, and a semi circle that starts and finishes on each end of the vertical strike. The next mark was a vertical line with two horizontal lines, one on each side. The final mark was a Vertical line, with three horizontal lines. One on each side, and the last on in the middle.
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DIE
But, what?
What did it mean?
The phone rung.
"Hello Detective..
Like the body I gave you?
I'm sure you're wondering what DIE means..
But that's for me to know
And you to find out...."
Brian hung up.
It had starting to ring again...
The criminal left a message.
"I think you should have a fun time with the letter I sent you.
It'll blow soon enough.
Have a nice day Brian..
And remember.
I'm watching you.."
A shot had broken through the glass window. Detective Greenmason had been shot. Bleeding on the floor, he had almost no will power left. He was fading away..
*TO BE CONTINUED*
"Come to me Jekab..."
"Come to me..."
"Come.."
He had just came across this road by chance. Lost, hunger struck, and tired, Jekab needed shelter. After walking aimlessly for miles, he had seen a bright light, and he had gotten closer..and closer....
Unknowingly, he had just fallen victim to hypnosis. But it continued. He walked forward, and saw it.
"Welcome Jekab"
Jekab was frozen. The soft, siren-like voice had become as sharp as Death's Scythe. His ears, paralyzed by both fear, and the sharp noise. It struck him.
The next day, detective Greenmason was sitting in his office. He sat patiently, waiting for his next assignment.
He got it.
"Hello?" Answered Brian
"Greenmason, drive out to 14 Applewood Ave, we've got something you need to see."
"Will do"
Brian was at the scene of the crime. Lying lifelessly, the body of Jekab was on the street, with no pulse. What had happened?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Detective Greenmason was intrigued. He had to check the scene. Searching every corner, every nook, every cranny. He found a break. A bullet shell was lying on the street, blood covered, and a splat of blood beside it. Had this been the break he needed?
He hadn't time to think about it. He continued to search. Another clue had popped its head out. A gun was lying in the garbage. He swiped it for finger prints. He got some.
He continued to no success. It seems like that was all he would get.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He went back to the lab. The body was in pretty bad shape. Sword slash like marks were all around the body. The shape was odd. The cuts on the back seemed to a marking of some sort. A vertical slice, and a semi circle that starts and finishes on each end of the vertical strike. The next mark was a vertical line with two horizontal lines, one on each side. The final mark was a Vertical line, with three horizontal lines. One on each side, and the last on in the middle.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
DIE
But, what?
What did it mean?
The phone rung.
"Hello Detective..
Like the body I gave you?
I'm sure you're wondering what DIE means..
But that's for me to know
And you to find out...."
Brian hung up.
It had starting to ring again...
The criminal left a message.
"I think you should have a fun time with the letter I sent you.
It'll blow soon enough.
Have a nice day Brian..
And remember.
I'm watching you.."
A shot had broken through the glass window. Detective Greenmason had been shot. Bleeding on the floor, he had almost no will power left. He was fading away..
*TO BE CONTINUED*
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