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💔Four💔

It was the exact date of the official day that the squad died.

All in the same day.

All in the same morning.

All suspected of the same thing.

Tuesday , 7th , 1769. 

Midday.

The killer has positioned himself perfectly , every key scene and move explicit.

Complex but simple.

Midday, the least suspicious and most hardest to catch.

He made is look so natural.

But the girls were not suspected of being murdered or strangled even.

They were suspected of being harshly and brutally committing suicide. 

The killer was that good , he even convinced the police.

I do not say that my brother did these killings , you may have noticed.

The reason is because I do not want to admit that my family is that evil.

Evil is a strong word they say.

My family has definitely earned that reputation.

But I will not live up to those standards.

Nor the expectations of my ancestors or family heirlooms.

For even though my surname is Blake, my personality is not.

Watch out , family , because I am about to pull the trigger on you.

And smile while doing it.

Watch out family , because tomorrow I shall be dancing on your grave.

Not in sadness .

But in victory.