Slyther called at the edge of the roof of the palace, his teeth smiling, and he looked like a devil. His eyes were towards the sun, and patches of clouds were covered by the long winter coat on his suit. I found out everything. The barn. We're this place a mental hospital The people who visited this place. The palace and its owner is a person named Lawrence Firefly. The future holds a lot. Lawrence Albert. Two people in the past, a past that only he knows...because he killed many people, this Lawrence, but nothing will calm him down now, not when Bradley, his partner, surprised him in front of his eyes.
"How did you get up?" Salazar told him
"Oh, there is a staircase in the Area. What a big palac it's four floors."
"He apologizes," Salazar told Bradley
"Apologize how?"
"That man, he would do anything for the sake of life. He also apologizes for them to die in peace. You see, Bradley should be known as a team that governs. There are bodies for a simple reason, as his hatred was found dead like if there's a reason they live on being young again ..old and dead come back a live again this is the case"
Bradley descends the same stairs past the frozen garden of the crime scene
There is an amputated finger left on the ground intentionally screaming to the alarm, "Is this a civil war?"
Salazar held his gaze, "It doesn't matter."
Bradley gradually continues to dig and finds a body devoid of any human features. It is a hairless, skinless girl who appears to have died in a burn. Other male in the garden dead has been lost Bradly remember him. Bradley continues to dig to find a doll and finds a hat that looks like a human, but it is a doll only heavens. Bradley removed his hat and found a message underneath.
"Last year's evening, which is only 3 feet tall, is a classic doll" Bradley records.
"It belongs to a person," Salazar said
Bradley opened the letter and read aloud, "There are nineteen letters . When the time comes, with every letter there is someone to die. Signed at the bottom, Lawrence Firefly."