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Oct-27-2011 10:27

[Feel free to join in as my case partner or any of my friends (or as the killer if you wish). It's open ended. My only request is to keep the suspense going and don't kill the mood too soon. PMs are greatly welcomed.]

~ New York City ~
~ Sometime in the early 40's ~


"This is already the third case this year."

"And it's not even close to Easter yet." Zeo exhaled, hugging his coat tighter against the late winter chill.

"Well don't expect this corpse to raise from the dead anytime soon."

"Even if she does," Zeo replied as he circled around the victim, "she wouldn't be able to tell us what she saw or what she heard."

"Unless we find her head, that is."

Oct-27-2011 20:11

Smoke billowed from the train as it pulled to a stop at the train station. In unison Marc stood up along with everyone else, anxious to get off that train and get back into the big city. For close to a year, Marc had stayed in Los Angeles, doing various small jobs while doing part time P.I. work. In that year, he helped the D.A., found a girl, fell in love, or he thought, broke it off with no regrets, and then decided to move back to New York. He stepped out of the train into the cold air.

Picking up his suit case in one hand, and his briefcase in the other hand, he he walked out of the station with out a word. He signaled a taxi. "Where to, bud?" the driver asked. "Take me down town. On the corner of 3rd and 2nd street." The ride was quiet.

When Marc walked into his old apartment that the landlord had, thankfully, kept empty in case he came back. Gone for such a long time. Marc let out a sigh. He quietly unpacked his suitcase and set his briefcase on his bed. He grabbed the newspaper he had picked up on his way in and opened it.

He read about a few murders here and there that had happened. He thought of some old friends. Marc heard a knock at his door. "Who is it?" Marc asked. "An old friend." the voice replied.