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The sun fell past the row of shops along Market Boulevard. An aged couple, on a long anticipated shopping spree in the capital city began on their way home. As they turned the corner of the Rose Record HQ, they met the sight of a grim figure, and a large brutish being. Stopped and sent into retreat, the husband was grappled. Slammed into the pavement, over, and over again.
A woman inside of her shop immediately shuts the windows and hides, barring the door. The wife screams for help, a shout blood curdling and echoing off the walls with no aid in sight. The husband would not hear the screams as he was broken against the stone road. Next came the knife, from the hand of the lanky shrouded figure. It slipped through the wife's ribs like butter set out too long. On the floor she crawled, leaving behind a trail of crimson.
As quick as it happened, it had already been over. The couple never making it back home, their possessions unmolested, their coin purses still full. A young boy pushed himself and ran across the bridge, to the nearest guard posted out on the later hours. Fences rose, the investigators have been called in, there's a crime scene afoot.
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