SHADOW ( 1 )
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Last published Mon, Apr 21, 2025
the muscles in the "femur" region (thigh area) and "brachium" (upper arm) have been surgically excised... identical across all three bodies. To transform pain into a narcotic thrill and execute such precision-this is no ordinary killer. It's the first time I've witnessed a murder this flawless, leaving not a single trace. A brutally meticulous, diabolical act, orchestrated with terrifying planning... We're dealing with a genius psychopath... or something else entirely. -Benjamin
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