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Part 8: Drunkard Mess

Author: Maxine Angeli
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It's been hell of a week since we discovered symbol after symbol in the houses of each victim. It took us such a long time to find the hidden symbol per house; just because the killer doesn't leave them where it's obvious. He seems to have been hiding them on purpose. 

There's one more house from one of the victims that we still haven't checked. All because it's located pretty far from the city and we haven't got much time left last week. Clayton said we'd go there once we tell our firm about everything. Especially to Officer Rankin, who clearly waits for us to present any form of evidence. 

I think he'd find it hard to believe that a weird symbol could be one of the missing pieces of a puzzle. It rarely happens in real life. And as far as I know, it's only common in fiction and movies. 

But then again, I wasn't aware that things like this really does exist. And what can we possibly do if the killer is really part of a cult? A religious agenda? He

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