The Killer is not me...

The Killer is not me...

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Her blood-curdling scream could be heard in Mexico if it were possible. "You said you liked the color red," you said with the first smile you've had the entire night you both were together... A Syfy mystery short story waiting to be told, about a boy afraid of his own shadow.
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