Cold case

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⚠️ warning ⚠️ this chapter contains some gruesome context. If you cannot handle it please leave the chapter.

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The detective sigh as she pours her a cup of coffee, "Ah [Last Name] how was the suspect?" Ask the town sheriff, "Mr. Morgan do you believe in myths?" Ask the detective as she dodge his question. The sheriff frozen and look at the [hair color] woman with his green eyes. Why would she ask this question to him?

"I don't believe I do, why would you ask me this?" Ask the sheriff, the detective shrugged her shoulders. "The suspect was saying that a myth or how I like to call it a urban legend, killed her husband." The detective replied bluntly. "She said it was Xany the clown, now if I don't mind to put in my opinion, wasn't he someone that fed off children's fear and killed people with a sin?" The detective said.

The sheriff stares at the woman and laughs, "That's how the myth goes. But why on earth would a woman put the blame of her husband murder on a myth?" He ask as he pours him a cup of coffee. The detective shrugged her shoulders, "I do not know Mr. Morgan that is why I'm going to ask you, do you believe in myths?"

The sheriff looked at her, "I do not believe in myths, but someone is surely trying to act like the myth and this woman is freaking out. Tell me [last Name] are you from this town by any chance?" Ask the sheriff. The detective looks at him with a plain face, "No I'm not from here" she says as she looks at the clock, "But I must be going it's late and I need to get some sleep to investigate the crime scene tomorrow." Says the detective as she leaves the office.

Later that night the detective was in her hotel room, she felt bad that she lied to the sheriff but it was necessary. She did not want to tell him that she left town at a young age after her mother was killed in cold blood. She sighs softly as she looks at the laptop, she was viewing the other crime scenes that was related to the newest one.

"I hope that Xany is not real, I always though he was a imaginary friend of mine talking to my mother." She mumbles to herself as she reads the reports, you see [First Name] [Last Name] lived in the small town Valentino til she was five years old. She left the day after her sixth birthday, due to her mother being brutally killed. She did not have any friends other then her imaginary friend name Xany.

Xany tried to scare her when she was younger, but she did not fear him that night, he ask her, 'Why are you not afraid of me?' To which she replied, 'I'm not afraid of you because I know you will not hurt me. Kids in my class are really mean and hurt me, you just try to scare me.' She says to him. Ever since then he used to come in her room at night and played board games with her.

Her mother one night came in room and met Xany, at first she was afraid but got used to him coming to her daughters room at night. She kept it a secret from her husband, but Xany started to talk to her mother also. One night Xany didn't show up to [Name] bedroom, but at Three A.M. her father came home and scream in fear and called the police. His wife was murdered, he grabbed his daughter and left the house.

They attended her mother funeral, but she never seen Xany. They stayed at a hotel after the funeral as her father sold the house and found somewhere else to live. The nigh before she was going to leave to her new home, Xany was in the hotel room, where she was at, her father was asleep in bed. 'Xany why are you here?' She whispered to the clown.

He looked at the young child as she stares at him, 'Are you leaving me alone [Name]? I thought we was best friends forever.' He mumbles sadly as his painted smile falls down sadly. He did not want her to leave him, she sniffed her tears as she looks at him. 'I'm sorry Xany I promise I'll come back when I'm older! We can play games all the time!' She whispers as she hugs the clown.