Perfume

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C.O.D: Body burnt to ashes...

Place: Basement of an old factory...

Scene Notes: There was no fire traces around the victim, only the body (Hence, the body was burnt alone not in this place)

Traces: Smell of Roses..

The victim was a perfumer... he specializes on flower extract and specially loves the scent of rose... he wasn't only a perfectionist but also narcissistic... on the day his mother died (5yrs ago from the present) his sense of smell become more delicate... he can know a person by smelling them meters away from him... well now that was an ability that someone can be proud of... but it was different for him... since his sense of smell became delicate... he can no longer love the scent of rose and he can't continue his work as a perfumer anymore... it cause him so much grief and loneliness... thats when he met that person who was send to his perfume factory to assist him... a very clumsy and untidy person whom he should hate for having such a fetish for perfection and beauty... at first he can't stand the sight or even just being around that person... but weeks later working with that person, he begun to fell in love with that persons scent... or he might have actually had fell in love with the person itself... smell not too strong and sweet yet so relaxing and soothing... he would always crave for that smell getting slowly and slowly addicted to it... this person was cheerful while he on the other hand is very gloomy... they don't match at all is what he would always remind himself... on his birthday his older sister invited him out to get some fresh air... they had lunch together and walk around the park... when he got home... he was surprise to see the lights on... he quietly stride to the living room which was the only part of his house that was pitch black... as he step into the living room... the light turned on and confetti showered down at him "happy birthday!"seeing who it was made him feel very relieved and happy... they had dinner together and had a toast... the wine tasted so exquisite and had hit him strong... he got drunk too fast that he can't control his hidden feelings... he pushed the person down and stole a french kiss... after their lips apart... the person responded to his attack and kissed him back passionately... both fighting for their own breath was now lost in the world of lust... they loved each other passionately and tenderly... each touch was a flaming desire of dominance... midnight came and he woke up alone in his bed like the usual... he thought that all of it was just a dream and it made him cry... he went to his kitchen to drink water... returning back to his room... he noticed something was amiss with the living room... seemingly a thousand of roses were scattered everywhere... and in the middle of the dark room stands his beloved... he doesn't care if he'll have to smell those roses... all in his mind was that he wants to run to that persons side and indulge himself to that persons warmth... he was welcome with arms open wide and they kissed passionately once more for the last time.... he became dizzy and fell flat to the ground... weird he can't smell anything... it suddenly came to him... since the day they met... his sense of smell were growing weaker by the day... could it be? impossible! he can't believe what he was thinking... his whole body began to feel numb and he can't move... but he knew that he was now on fire... burned body was taken to the factory basement... where they had first met and spent time together... on his working desk sits a perfume on a bottle with a letter underneath it... anyone who reads it will surely take a hint that it was a love letter addressed to a person he holds deep feelings for... the perfumer had been actually making a perfume just for his beloved... he just finished it that morning... but he was too shy to give it in person... so he poured all of his feelings into a letter... hoping it will reach its proper receiver... shaken by that fact... feelings of despair outburst... beside the burned body was a bottle of perfume... or so it looks like... but weird enough that it has no scent at all

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