This caught Agnes's attention, and she turned to look at the man standing a step next to her. She replied, "That's quite a barbaric thing to do."
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Entry in the rain
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Did Hadeon witness the scene between the tavern keeper and his wife? Mallory questioned herself in her mind. Her gaze drifted towards him, who was engaged in conversation with the village head. It seemed he hadn't acted randomly in taking a life. At least not this one.
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The bait had begun, Mallory thought to herself, her eyes meeting the calm golden eyes from a distance.
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Did Hadeon witness the scene between the tavern keeper and his wife? Mallory questioned herself in her mind. Her gaze drifted towards him, who was engaged in conversation with the village head. It seemed he hadn't acted randomly in taking a life. At least not this one.
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"We didn't mean to talk ill about the deceased. But when he was alive, he wasn't a good person. He tormented his wife, subjecting her to unspeakable cruelties that kept her imprisoned within the walls of their home for days on end. And on the very night of his demise, he subjected poor Dulce to his brutality once again, shouting at her."
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"I can't believe only two nights have passed since I almost got beheaded and met Hadeon," Mallory murmured as she recalled the night of her desperation to run.
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Mallory felt a nerve twitch on her forehead as one of the villagers piped up, "Lord Hadeon, did you see a monkey?"
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Mallory's lips set themselves in a thin line, hoping nothing would backfire and they would catch this second killer. Because obviously the first killer had zero chances of being caught, considering he was assisting the villagers and making it seem like both kills were done by the same person. Cunning vampire, she thought to herself.
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Hadeon rolled his eyes before standing straight. He explained, "The smell of Death Poke entices the vampire, which equally irritates them when they consume it. Prepare an open feast tonight and invite people for dinner. It will be easier to find them."
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"Ask your men to go to the mountain where the river flows from. They will find a short white shrub, which is popularly called Death Poke. A popular ingredient in tea, cookies, cakes, and biscuits that people once used to use with. Excellent smell and taste would make you think it is better than chocolate."
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"Please don't strain yourself. You're not going anywhere, and I'm right here," Jane reassured her, seeing Martha smile and hum in response. But two weeks later, with the winter growing harsher, the old woman passed away peacefully in her sleep.
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Turning around, Jane spotted Ricardo sitting at a table, eating a sandwich with one hand. As he chewed, he smiled at her, his eyes twinkling. He gestured at the seat next to him. After paying at the counter, she walked over to where he was seated.
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Addison nodded. "She was murdered nearly a decade ago, with a blood scarecrow found nearby. I've already requested the investigation sheet to identify any connections."
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Lunch at Cafe
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Simultaneously, Mallory's gaze fixed on Hadeon as he deftly gathered his long locks, securing them into a sleek ponytail. With his hair now neatly tied back, his piercing eyes commanded attention, which exuded a calm aura that felt unnerving. She later realised he had done it so to avoid being compared to George's hideous art that covered the walls of the town.
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"Don't. Even. Think. About. It," Mallory ground out through gritted teeth, her shoulders tense with resolve. She would never be one of the night creatures!
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"I am too," Hadeon remarked, looking as if he were offended.
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Agnes had always dreamt of going on adventures like this. To get lost in the city with a stranger and do things. But she also knew of its consequences, and a look of gloom fell on her face.
Scarecrow of 1889
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