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The Tagger

The Tagger

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Fantasy
It's the year of 1969 A mysterious Graffiti Artist has plagued the city of New York, spray painting predictions on People's murder's before it even happens. They are suspected to be the cause of such murders as John Moral and Kasey venzue, both Victims having their guts spilled out and made into sick twisted pieces of art. On the wall their's always a spray painted symbol of a hand with a message written inside "tag your it". their have been over 34 cases so far, this needs to come to an end. Y/n is a high class detective, he's been in the field for over 6 years. Age 27 he's taken on more cases than most for his age. so he was assigned the case of this mysterious chain of murders that's been happening, he was going to get to the end of this and unmask the murderer that was the tagger. Not knowing his fate rested within the heart of this deranged person, and how their fate rested within Y/n as well. As the challenge between both hunters commenced, they had no idea that both hunters would've become mates.
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