"Good morning, Quincy! It's time to eat!" she cheerfully greeted me.
My friend wakes me up by lighting rosemary incense. Sometimes she visits me to sleep over to my dorm.
"I told you that I will wake up early to order our breakfast." I told her, yawning.
"But you slept like a log."
"Whatever."
A cold morning of spring, I ate my delicious breakfast with my friend, Penelope Hatherley in my dormitory. After we ate bacon and mushroom soup, we prepared ourselves for my class. For disguising skills, I changed my blue eye color into green, I also colored my hair blond with a spell, make it wavy and I wear black framed eyeglasses. I dressed myself with a pair of semi-fitted dark blue pants, dark blue coat, and black turtleneck shirt.While we walk to our school, I'm observing everything. A thin fog lingers over the brick colored houses. The stores and business are opened. Some children are playing and running outside. The couples are talking about themselves. I saw some ghost outside. I thought that they don't know that they are dead. When we arrived at my room, a prodigiously stout man, the professor, entered after six minutes of our entrance.
"Good morning, class. Our activity today is about unsolved cases that occurred recently. It would be solve by three persons by group. I will let you choose your partner then one of the two members will get a card from a deck."
The professor took out an ordinary card deck from his pocket.
"Now, each card has an equivalent unsolved case in my notebook."
We formed a group. Allen Yates and Penelope Hatherley choose to be with me. Each representative got their card. My teammate took a card too.
"Hey, what we got?" she said to him.
"Eight diamonds!" When I gazed at the cards, I saw a man that begging for justice. It must be the victim.
"Are you alright, Melisse?" he asked.
"Yes, I just deduce the case before I know it." I replied with excuse.
"As you look in your cards, listen carefully because I'll announce the case so you can get the information in some police stations."
Our professor announced every equivalent of the cards.
"...seven diamonds is John Smith murder case, eight diamonds is Detective Donny Dunstan murder case, is somebody got nine diamonds?"
"Yes, sir, that is our group." said the other.
"We are lucky that we receive the case of the famous detective!"
While my other classmates are excited about their cases, I am become thrilled. When the professor finished announcing the cases, he explain the activity it to us.
"You will go to police stations and to some places that connected to the case to help the senior detectives or inspectors in investigating. The early the case solves, the higher the grade you would get. Class, dismiss."
"Where are we going?"
"I know the place where Donny Dunstan died, Penelope. It was a cool place and we will go there."
"To the woods, isn't." I replied.
With oil lamps and a Penelope's pendulum, we went to the woods tonight. But those clues may not be the fresh one. They thought that we would observe one or two unimportant clues. But there's no insignificant evidence for me.
"Why we don't use compass instead of pendulums?" asked Allen.
"Because it is more than a compass, it can track anything. And you can ask anything to it." replied Penelope to him.
"I felt that there is a secret chamber here. The case is not a complicated one but the suspect and the place where he died is still unknown."
"The police said that his body found in a river."
"Yes, but he didn't died there. Investigators said that he tortured in four days because of wounds in his stomach. They don't feed the poor victim."
We have little clues about this case. My laziness attacks me again and I will let them solve it. But I felt something wrong here. It fires up my excitement to discover the mystery and to get deeper and deeper on this case.
Will the soul fallen detective meet her or she will fail and the series of murder will prevail? Find out in the next chapter.
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The Detective of the Dead
ParanormalAn adept of Magic. Trained as one of law enforcers. A puppet of avenging ghost? Or bringer of justice? IN LATE EIGHTEENTH-CENTURY ST. EXPEDITE CITY, Melisse H. Quincy, a talented witch and junior detective student at Holmes Academy. Together with h...