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Submitted to Contest #292
They started to call him the poet of death. Five victims, five poems. Detective Emily Furgeson sat on her desk; a pencil holding her curly blond hair in a makeshift bun. She stared at the wall covered with photos of the victims. Five pretty faces stared back at her. All female, blond and around their early twenties. Below each pretty face was the gruesome contrast of the evidence photos. The thing that stood out to anyone who looked at the photos, once they got past the horror, was that all the scenes looked almost identical. The ...
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