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B l u e

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Upon pulling up at the crime scene, I open my door. I race out to meet Sean on the other side. I stopped him there, showing him a smile, and gave him a soft grip on the shoulder with a reassuring look. I heard the medical examiner shuffling up to us, he was a lean Scottish male, that had brown eyes and rust-colored hair, he wore a typical lab coat over his hoodie and sweatpants, he - alike most people - favored comfy clothing rather than professional clothing while working. "The victim was nearly burned alive when our witness found them, the victim however died shortly after writing something in a foreign language into their own skin using their nails. Our translator determined it was Icelandic, but you won't like the translation."
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~ 10 part series ~ - The night was chilly and the frost bite bit at my nose. I crinkled it in response to the freezing cold as snow powdered all around my aching body. The ground was soft but lightly damp from the condensation on the tips of the grass blades that dig into my skin. I was naked and alone and could do nothing about it except lay there in silence, that was until the sound of footsteps came up to me in a sense of urgency. "Are you okay?" The voice asked me. I looked down at their dark blue converse shoes and follow their legs up to their torso and face. Their light ginger hair sprinkled with snowflakes that looked to be like dandruff almost. He helped me sit up and he held me close to his surprisingly warm body. "You must be freezing. Here. Take my jacket." He got up and slid it off his muscular torso and wrapped it around my shivering body. I looked down at the embroidered letters and patches on it that made me realize he was part of a sports team at our school. I can't believe a jock gave me his letterman jacket, but only if I knew that was only the beginning...

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