Chapter 2 :D

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Hey! My names George and I'm a detective. It's not that interesting if I can be completely honest but you know I have my good days.

I didn't always want to be a detective.

*flashback*

-authors pov-

It was just a normal day for little George, but everyone knows you have to expect the unexpected. He was walking home from his stupid little part time job just like he did every day, he walked up to his house like normal but this time he felt that something was off, the back gate was open and so was his front door.

He didn't think much of it at first, maybe his mum was just airing out the house or something, yeah that makes sense, she probably burnt some more food again and made the whole house smell like burnt meat.

As George was walking towards the door to his house, he noticed the doorknob had a weird substance on in. He walked over to it and touched it.

It was blood.

He quickly opened the door in a panic and looked around the house only to see more blood all over the walls.

He started freaking out obviously there is blood everywhere and he can't find his mum.

He ran around the house not being able to control all the bad thoughts in his head to what might have happened to her. Until all his horrible thoughts were confirmed when he found his mum.

Dead.

*End of flashback*

-George pov-

So yeah, right after that incident, well at least after the funeral and stuff I joined the police academy and worked my way up to where I am now. My main reason back then was obviously to find out who did this to my mother but, over time it became stopping what happened to me to happen to other people.

Because no one else deserves to see things like that.

Anyways moving away from all of that I'm currently investigating a murder case, this person is so clever with how they choose their victims and how they do them that it almost is impossible sometimes to even find the bodies.

One night like I always did I was going on patrol around the neighborhood with some of the other police officers when I heard something coming from one of the houses. I quickly grabbed my flashlight and shined it through the window of the house where I heard the noise from and suddenly, I heard a lot of scrabbling and running noises.

As anyone would I got out of the car as quickly as I could and ran into the house only to find what looked like one of the worst crime scenes I'd ever seen before

(Apart from you know his mother)

I ran to the backdoor of the house to see it wide open; I ran outside down an ally way and shined my flashlight again before turning around and going back.

If the murder was there that night which he was, he was already long gone.

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