Twisted riddles of good and evil intertwined with one another, like a never-ending battle between the forces of light and darkness. Each answer led to deeper questions, each clue a step closer to uncovering the truth behind the eternal struggle. The...
I got blood in my hand but I don't know what to say.
I never kill anybody.
I don't think I have it in my body.
I understand you say is the same blood.
I don't know what to tell you, I must be out of luck.
Puzzle: Who is out of luck?
Revelation: I can still feel the weight of someone's life in my hands. My palms are slick with their blood, but I can't understand how it got there. I've never taken a life before, and yet here I am, with the same blood on my skin as the person who died today. It's a shocking realization that leaves me speechless. How did this happen? Am I capable of such violence? The questions swirl in my mind, but all I know for sure is that my luck has run out. The answer to the puzzle is the victim. Alternate answer is the killer.
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