The Crimson Tide
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Last published Sat, Oct 18, 2025
"You shouldn't whisper my name like that, detective. I might start believing I'm forgiven."
He lingered in the folds of my memory, a silhouette drowned in crimson reverie, unseen, yet endlessly mine.
"Mr.drayston, I'm arresting you for the intrusion, stalking and because all the evidence pinpoint that you are the killer."
"As you say, Ma folie." He smirked. "If I'm your suspect, then arrest me properly, look me in the eyes and say you don't want me." He continued.
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"I told you I'd ruin anyone who touched you. I never said I wouldn't start with myself."-Him
"You're the one case I wouldn't close."-Her.
shhh it's not who you think it is. The killer is....
dissolved into the hush between heartbeats; a bloom in the light, while you decay in the abyss between them.
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