Prologue.

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Murder. Rollercoasters. Those two words don't belong in a sentence together. Well, they didn't,  until a theme park was shut down, after bodies were found in ride restraints. The staff argued that they looked alive,  that there was no evidence that they weren't, until they never left their seats. On closer inspection though, it wasn't hard to notice. The fly larvae, writhing in and out of the wounds, all in the same place on all four of the bodies.  Slit throats. One thing was sure. The ride was to die for.

A/n
So first story, whoop whoop
This is what normal people do at one in the morning, I swear

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