CHASE: PROLOGUE

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Screams and wails, sobs and cries, contradict the tranquility and serenity of the night. Blood lacquers that cracked wall as the blameless lady screams in excruciating misery from getting the sensation of a cold, abrupt and sharp metal plunging into her abdomen knocking her somewhat out of her senses. She wished that death would knock on her doorstep faster and save her from the dystopian hellscape she was going through at the moment in contrast to when she begged her abhorrent assassin to spare her life. Alas, she laid down on the cold hard floor with blood gushing through her abdomen and slit throat. She had a small smile inflicted on her face as she proceeded towards death. She remembered the last words she heard before her senses went numb and she took her last gust of wind through and out her. "maybe you'll look prettier now" they said. The accounts of her unfortunate agonizing murder did go into the hands of an ardent detective who was benevolent and adamant to solve the arduous case with little to no clues. The malignity and virulence of the killer must be eradicated, she resolved before any other naive people die.

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