Night at Berkley Street
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Mysterious bodies without head, one after another appearing in this wicked city. The smell of blood in the air, mist happily dancing around her, barely covering her torn body.Tiny figure grinning underneath the shadow of black derby hat.Those words of hers pierced lazy silence of city sleeping in time...
,,What a truly interesting move."
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