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“He’s as tough as the tattoos up his right armAnd I’ve talked him down from getting in a fight or twoHe stands his ground, he’s as stubborn as the weeds in the backyard‘Cause growing up he had to go where the wind blew”Kelsea Ballerini – Cowboys Cry Too [Ft. Noah Kahan] There’s just something about…
The snowstorm from the previous day has finally let up some. We find Detective Taylor in his thoughts while walking in the city park. Not only were there multiple Polaroids, but random text messages from someone. Taunting him. Who and why, what do they really want…and the mysterious key, what does it belong to?
On a snowy night, Alex trailed fresh footprints into a shadowy alley and found a key lying in the snow. Moments later, a figure darted away, sparking a chase across icy streets and rooftops. The pursuit ended with a Polaroid of Alex beside the key, marked with an ominous message.
The hunt continued.
The vintage glow of the “Casey Cinema” hid an ominous tension as Alex entered, drawn by a cryptic lead. The theater was silent, the flicker of an old film casting shadows over empty seats—except one.
“So far awayI’m dead awokenAnd I’m faded out of breathLife falls to greyHope of the hopelessAnd I pray without a prayer”Breaking Benjamin – Awaken We’re back and sooner than expected. Since I know what I’m writing writing about this time at least. The last post went over well so I figured let’s carry the story…
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