The Dancing Killer
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Last published Sat, May 17, 2025
George Brown, a respected law student Reported to have been dead for well over 2 weeks at his own apartment rotting flesh sat on the ground, flesh that wasn't his while his body hung. As fluids seep into the cracks they now have noticed that they are now inside a murderer's place, filled with missing clues throughout his other 2 killings. A dead man was convicted of murder before burying his body, this is the case of the dancing killer A eery tune of a selfish love.
(this is purely out of fiction, everything staed and based are from fair share knowledge of true crime and research)
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