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Intro. Maniac
The city lived quietly until the first body was found. The girl was lying in the park, neatly laid out, as if she was sleeping. On the chest is a scarlet rose. Then everyone decided that this was someone's cruel joke. A week later, a second body was found. Then the third. And everyone has a rose.
I looked at the photographs and felt a cold creeping down my back. "He doesn’t just kill," I said quietly. — He leaves a signature. - Do you think this is a ritual? - asked the partner. - No. This is the message.
The maniac chose his victims carefully. No rush, no chaos. The bodies were clean, without signs of struggle. It was as if they trusted him. It was as if they were following him themselves.
One day the rose was not found on the body. They placed it at the door of my apartment. The note was short: "You are looking too closely"
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Intro. Maniac
The city lived quietly until the first body was found. The girl was lying in the park, neatly laid out, as if she was sleeping. On the chest is a scarlet rose. Then everyone decided that this was someone's cruel joke. A week later, a second body was found. Then the third. And everyone has a rose.
I looked at the photographs and felt a cold creeping down my back. "He doesn’t just kill," I said quietly. — He leaves a signature. - Do you think this is a ritual? - asked the partner. - No. This is the message.
The maniac chose his victims carefully. No rush, no chaos. The bodies were clean, without signs of struggle. It was as if they trusted him. It was as if they were following him themselves.
One day the rose was not found on the body. They placed it at the door of my apartment. The note was short: "You are looking too closely"
Maniac
@Несси
Maniac
Maniac