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Submitted to Contest #236
Thirty years had passed since I’d set foot in this hellhole. The bane of my existence hadn’t changed much since then. The sticky purple flooring was still decorated with planets and stars that had faded over the years by the tramples of teenagers. The neon lights of nostalgic icons like Pacman and Donkey Kong enticed the children to spend their parents' coins one by one like mini-gambling addicts. ‘Can I have a taste of your slushy, Auntie Claire?’ Callie said as she gleamed at my bright blue, raspberry-iced drink. She hadn’t seen me fill ...
It had been ten years since Sophie Langdon’s parents were murdered. The culprit was left unknown and at large. He was known as the Liver Killer, for his trademark cutting out of the liver of all his victims. Middle-class families in London were the target and there had been at least twelve victims. There was nothing that she could do except sweep the rosewood floors of her master's manor in silence. She relied on the police to catch the man responsible, something that looked bleak with the little amount of evidence they had. ‘Cut that out,...
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