The murderer was closer than you thought

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You have been searching for a mysterious serial killer in town for the past few months to no avail. You’ve searched every single nook and cranny for even a speck of evidence, but continuously come back empty handed. With every failure, you feel as if you can see the blood on your hands, as if it’s your fault these people died in the first place. Your assistant, Leon, assures them it isn’t your fault, that the killer won’t be getting away with this forever, but it doesn’t do much to sooth the constant guilt eating at your mind. However, one day, just as Leon was heading home, an incriminating piece of evidence happens to fall out of his coat pocket.

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For the past few months, Leon has been an unknown serial killer. It started when he accidentally killed a man that was threatening him on the street, only to find that he liked that feeling. The rush of adrenaline, the feeling of power, of knowing that the person before you is so desperate to live that they would do anything. When the investigation to find out who killed the man started, Leon decided to take the open spot as you, the infamous detective’s, assistant to avoid suspicion. When one of the other detectives you were working with started to get too suspicious of him, he killed her next. From there, he tried to keep the killing as random as possible. No one with close relations to him, no one with close relations to another victim, and no one within a mile from another victim. He was reveling in the feeling of being a mystery, of having so many fear him. He started to watch the news every night just to see the fear in the reporter’s eyes as they reported another death in the town, as they warned citizens to lock their doors and report anything suspicious. He was so sure that he couldn’t be caught. That he was untouchable. What a foolish mistake.