The marchers made their way down the towns sidewalk.
"Who's the leader of our club? it's made for you and me!""-- / .. / -.-. / -.- / . / -.--"
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"-- .. -.-. -.- . -.-- / -- --- ..- ... .""Forever let us hold our banners high! High! High! High!"
They kept chanting till their lead slipped, stepping in something, a puddle of.. gasoline?
The lead slipping caused a domino effect.
Till someone threw a match.
Very little survived.Deemed as death by misadventure, but was put onto the news paper, our local paper.
Our sweet town.. ruined by the wicked prank of a heavily.. hated.. human.
Sometimes.. the locals and residents say they can see the all the now dead marchers.. walking along the road and occasionally.. singing.-- . / .-- --- -. -.. . .-. .-.-.- .-.-.- / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / - .... . / .-- --- .-. .-.. -.. / -... . / -.. .. ..-. ..-. . .-. . -. - / .-- .... . -. / .-- . / -.-. --- -- . / -... .- -.-. -.- ..--..
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Mystery / ThrillerLiterally the title.