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Last published Fri, May 22, 2026
A town full of monsters. That's scary enough, right?
Well, here we are, looking for the real abomination among creatures: a murderer, a monster.
With a suspicious rise of murders committed over the past few weeks, the citizens of Willsden start to become afraid. So what do they do? They look for the killer of course. And the police wasn't invited.
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A/N: This is my WIP and I only update it when I feel like it. I'll try to post chapters regularly, but no promises. I just overcame a year-long writer's block. Thank you for your attention, I hope you like it.
Don't be surprised if sometimes the town is referred to as Syndril. I changed the name later on to Willsden. I'll try to edit it in the rest of the text to make it less confusing.
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