Abbie seems to enjoy living in the apartment. It's no hassle, the neighbors are friendly and no one is rude to her or her baby. Black people AND white people are completely chill with interracial relationships, don't judge her for the pregnancy, and seem to love the idea of her baby.
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Abbie had no real reason to return to her parents since they would have ruined the new happy vibe. The best way she could put it was: "I'm fine. Now, leave me be." It was a happy start. She just laid in bed and ate veggies for the baby. Abbie laughed, sang and things were just generally good.
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Abbie felt happy to enjoy her dalliance with her beloved husband for a long amour and enjoyed their amour of a relationship whenever they met new people. Remember that she's probably paranoid after all those dangerous encounters, so it's no surprise that she hides her relationship from strangers.
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Abbie kept getting letters from her parents, however. Abbey was afraid of this. Why? Well, at first...
She was not afraid. She only got scared when she realized a startling truth about the letters...
They were meant to come from those who SHOULDN'T KNOW where she LIVES.
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The idea these guys were aware of her whereabouts is not only shocking but terrifying, she keeps a record of them and writes on the back of the letters all of their deeds.
🌑At the Green Deli of Delicious Delights...🌑
It is 24 hours later...
This fast-food restaurant's menu focuses on ice cream, and the food is somewhat overpriced to extremely overpriced. Recently, a new menu item became a huge success.
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The couple buys the LEAST expensive ice cream, it's an unusual break from healthy foods by Abbie. Don't worry, this ice cream should be all organic.
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Abbie is doing well and so is her baby, Tony is super surprised to see her chomping on ice cream since she only stuck to healthy fruits and veggies. It was very surprising. Abbie just chose this because she knew she deserved it.
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Abbie and her boyfriend head to This large park which has a natural look. It boasts a playground, a gazebo, and a fountain.
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Abbie plays on the playground as that was her favorite thing to do growing up. Abbie played on the slides, the swings, and the baby part of the playground since it was full of parents and babies. Most often, parents let her chill with their child. They knew she wasn't going to kidnap their children. Abbie was a very kind person.
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At home...
This rectangular double-tier lemon cake is done in a princess theme in colors that remind you of jellybeans. Tony baked it. Tony is the happiest he's ever been so far, it seems like nothing can bring him down.
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The victim is a male 25 years of age. He has a pale complexion, wavy brown hair neatly braided, and brown eyes. He is short, somewhat thin, and is wearing formal attire. He was found at 5:57 PM at a carnival. Death was caused by sharp force trauma to the chest.
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As the couple indulged in their cake, the sweet taste lingered on their tongues, and they hatched elaborate plans for an impending visit to the carnival.
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Amidst the darkness, sinister drops of bleach glistened on the ground near the lifeless form.
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Passion ignited, and the couple shared a passionate kiss before retiring to their slumber.
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Unbeknownst to them, a chilling discovery was made beneath a looming truck: a lifeless cadaver concealed in the shadows.
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In the stillness of the night, the couple lay in their bed, their dreams soon to be invaded by ominous terrors that lurked in the darkness.
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The lifeless body, with its pallid complexion and haunting braids, clearly belonged to a man of mixed heritage.
The following day, Abbie and Tony arose, their curiosity piqued, and ventured to the carnival, only to discover that it had been cordoned off by a swarm of police, casting a sinister shadow over what was once an amusement-filled haven.
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The victim is a male 37 years of age. He has a pale complexion, curly black hair cut short, and dark brown eyes. He is very tall, of average weight, and is wearing old-fashioned clothing. He was found at 5:34 AM lying on the road near a grocery store.
He is also a mixed male.
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As the couple returned home, Abbey sought solace in her quest for more rest, while Tony lovingly occupied his time reading her favorite comics, providing comfort and companionship.
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He was found at 2:29 p.m. in a dressing room. The victim is a male 44 years of age. He has a pale complexion, curly auburn hair in a short braid, and green eyes. He's half-black, half-white. He is tall, fairly muscular, and wearing outrageous clothing.
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In the eerie ambiance of the apartment, Tony's phone suddenly rang. The caller ID displayed "Dad." Tony hesitantly answered, and a chilling voice on the other end whispered, "They've been talking about a series of gruesome murders in your area..."
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As the store's weary staff cautiously pushed open the creaking doors, the sickly scent of decay hung heavily in the air, assaulting their senses. Their footsteps echoed ominously on the cold, tiled floor as they ventured further into the dimly lit store.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH❗❗❗" shattered the silence, Mrs. Ruby's scream echoing through the desolate aisles.
In the flickering, eerie light, they beheld the nightmarish tableau that awaited them. The lifeless body of their coworker, Robert Parks, lay sprawled upon the floor, a grotesque vision of putrefaction. His once-familiar face was now distorted by the merciless passage of time, a testament to the horrors that had unfolded in that forsaken place.
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The sun timidly breached the horizon, casting a gentle, amber glow upon the room. Tony stirred in his slumber, slowly awakening to the soft chirping of birds outside his window. With a yawn that echoed through the room, he stretched his arms, embracing the new day that beckoned him.
The worn hardwood floor felt cool beneath his feet as he ambled to the bathroom, the ritual of morning ablutions unfolding in a series of quiet, deliberate motions. The mirror bore witness to his reflection, and for a moment, his gaze lingered there, a contemplative look in his eyes.
Dressed in the attire of his chosen profession, he buttoned up his shirt and straightened his tie with a sense of purpose. The distant hum of city life, punctuated by the occasional car horn, reached his ears as he stepped out of his apartment.
The city streets bustled with life, a tapestry of diverse faces and voices converging on their respective destinations. Tony, too, joined the rhythmic dance of commuters, his path guided by the steady beat of daily routine.
With each step, he approached the looming skyscraper that housed his workplace, its glass facade reflecting the dappled sunlight. The revolving doors beckoned him inside, and as he ascended the elevator to his boss's office to check in today. Tony couldn't help but wonder what challenges and adventures awaited him in the realm of work today.
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With trembling hands, the employees raced against the relentless tick of the clock, frantically dialing 911. Their voices quivered as they relayed the grim discovery to the authorities, a chilling account of the murder that sent shivers down their spines.
The eerie wail of sirens sliced through the night as law enforcement descended upon the scene, their peculiar plaid uniforms casting an unsettling contrast against the grim backdrop of horror. A dense fog of enigma hung in the air, obscuring the truth, as no one could fathom how such a brutal act had managed to elude detection until now.
Speculation shrouded the grim tableau. The police, in their pursuit of answers, conjectured that the victim had met his gruesome demise during the final hours of the establishment's operation. With a solemn gaze, they studied the lifeless figure, clad in the attire of an unfortunate janitor. It was a vocation deemed by some as the most grueling in the nation, and now it had claimed one of its own, casting a shadow of dread over an already macabre scene.
In the cold, unforgiving light of forensic examination, the cause of death was unveiled – a gruesome and merciless blow to the skull, delivered with ruthless precision by a sharp and deadly instrument. It was a sinister act of violence that would haunt their nightmares for years to come.
To be continued...