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Prologue<\/u><\/i><\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI promise, I heard screaming, followed by two gunshots,\u201d the estranged woman cried. \u201cIt was right down that block! Please! You have to believe me!\u201d She pleaded with the police to listen to her, but they paid no attention to it, for this was Old Lady Constance they were speaking to, infamous for her literally one-minute memory. Little did they know, the Old Lady was not lying this time\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter One: The Detective of the Week<\/span><\/b><\/i><\/u><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHi, Myra! How are you doing today?\u201d Deputy Millie Howell asked in her usual cheery, optimistic tone. Detective Myra Sawyer, however, had endured the worst night ever. \u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d she grumbled as Millie handed her her cup of morning Dalgona coffee. \u201cWhoa there grumpy pants,\u201d Millie exclaimed as she blocked Myra from entering her office. \u201cYou okay?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u201cI told you, I’m <\/span>fine.<\/span>\u201d Myra pushed past her, but Millie caught her arm again. \u201cNow, with that tone, it’s <\/span>clear you\u2019re not telling the truth<\/span>. Did you think I would let you away that easily? We\u2019ve been best friends since 4th grade! You know you can trust me by telling me how you feel?\u201d Myra began to protest, but then she realized she had a valid point.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0She sighed and said,\u201d I…had a…terrible dream last night,\u201d she started slowly.\u201dIt was unlike any I\u2019ve ever experienced. I dreamed that…I saw someone being murdered, and…I couldn\u2019t do anything to save it. It made me feel so…helpless.\u201d Myra shuddered. Millie, being the good friend she was, gently guided her to her office chair. \u201cMyra? Myra, it\u2019s alright. You\u2019re not helpless. Not at all. BFF promise!\u201d Myra managed a weak smile. Millie set her coffee down on her desk and smiled one of her signature smiles; happy, with a hint of mysteriousness mixed in.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter Two: Strike One<\/u><\/i><\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Myra was busy with her desk work when she received a call about a crime scene that required her attention; a suspected suicide. Upon arriving at a run-down home in a scrapped neighborhood named Silver Mills, Myra surveyed the crime scene. \u201cAn update?\u201d She asked the police officer next to her. \u201cA woman named Constance Caroll, who was unemployed, was found dead in her home after we got an anonymous tip, and, get this,\u201d The police officer said. \u201cShe was the only one who lived in Silver Mills. People claim that it was abandoned because of reports of paranormal sightings. A couple of days ago, she called 911 to report hearing screams and two gunshots. We hadn\u2019t believed her back then…I wish we did. She was likely murdered.\u201d \u201cHmm\u2026\u201d Myra pondered as she slowly walked around the room where Constance lay dead. She remembered the nightmare about a murder just the day before. Was her subconscious trying to connect the dots from her nightmare? Goosebumps pricked her skin. \u201cWas there any weapon recovered from the scene?\u00a0 Any clues?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThere was a weapon, ma\u2019am. A firearm. We sent it to forensics but they didn\u2019t find any fingerprints on it, nor could we figure out the registered owner. But a note was discovered probably written by her sister, Sharon Caroll. We\u2019re tracking her down as we speak.\u201d The officer handed her a note that was written on a piece of stationery paper patterned with flowers and smiley faces. Myra tried to recall where she had seen that particular pattern but instead, she focused on the words written in beautiful cursive:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Dear friends,<\/span><\/p>\n

I hereby confess to the murder of Constance Caroll. I murdered her solely because she was drawing attention from me and was the richest between the two of us. By murdering her, I\u2019m able to earn all of her money, which can help me fulfill my dreams of going on a Caribbean cruise and owning the biggest mansion known to the world. I feel no remorse for my actions, and I have gone into hiding. Catch me if you can!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

XOXO,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Sharon<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

Myra nodded. \u201cOkay. Keep me posted on anything else that pops up.\u201d She handed the note.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes ma\u2019am.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Myra glanced at the body of Constance once more. There was a wound on her left temple, and no other injuries were visible on her body. Something tickled at her brain, and she asked a police officer who was passing by, \u201cWhich hand was the gun found in?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

The policeman seemed perplexed by Myra\u2019s question, but he simply replied, \u201cIn her right hand, ma\u2019am.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d Myra exclaimed, hurrying back to Constance\u2019s body. Why would she commit suicide by holding the gun in her right hand and shooting her left temple? Surely she wouldn\u2019t contort her arm around her head in a strange way? <\/span>It had taken Myra years to become proficient with firearms. It was unusual.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Myra rushed to speak with the police captain and narrated and explained to him what had truly occurred.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Constance had really been murdered. It was not a suicide.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

And the killer was still out there.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Watching…Waiting\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter Three: The Unexpected Visitor<\/b><\/u><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMyra! How did it go?\u201d Millie asked. \u201cAre you feeling any better?\u201d \u201cYeah, thanks to you,\u201d Myra said. Then, she decided to ask Millie about Constance.\u201cHave you ever heard of a woman named Constance Caroll? She was known for her mental health issues. She was found dead in her home, and likely she was murdered. She was shot in her left temple. Millie? You okay?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Millie\u2019s large brown eyes grew wider, and there was a trace of emotion in her eyes. Worry? Myra couldn\u2019t tell, because as quickly as it appeared, the quickly it went away. Millie laughed, and said, \u201cOh Myra. Always suspecting a murderer on the loose. Honestly, you shouldn\u2019t jump to conclusions! You should investigate first.\u201d \u201cYeah, you\u2019re right.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Millie grinned and exclaimed, \u201dNow come on! It\u2019s Friday, which means it\u2019s\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTakeout Day!\u201d They theyted in unison. As they both d away, discussing different restaurants, Myra\u2019s mind was no longer on the fact possibility the murderer could walk again….<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Myra was sleeping peacefully, without nightmares, when suddenly, she heard an eerie voice in her mind. \u201cMyyrraa\u2026\u201d it called. \u201cMyyrraaaa, waakke uupp\u2026\u201d She shrieked and, in her haste to get out of bed, hit her head on the shelf above. Rubbing her head, she yelled, \u201cWho\u2019s there?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI, well, I don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWait, what do you mean?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s your name?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t just tell you my name willy-nilly! What are you doing, living in my dreams like that?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI…honestly don\u2019t know. I don\u2019t even know my name.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat? Why?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Disoriented, Myra sighed, knowing that this was a futile conversation. \u201cBy any chance, can you appear in front of me? It\u2019s a bit confusing talking to you in my head.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Suddenly, the space in front of her was filled with an ethereal figure, translucent and hovering above ground.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

But what startled Myra the most was the figure before her\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Constance Caroll.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter Four: Questions, questions, questions<\/u><\/i><\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI…I can\u2019t believe this,\u201d Constance\u2019s sister, Sharon looked shocked while being interviewed by the police. \u201cYou guys said that she committed suicide, and now…you say it was a murder?! I murdered her?!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes, ma\u2019am. Our leading detective believes that is the case.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBut I swear, I didn\u2019t do anything to her! I would never stoop to a level so low.\u201d Myra arrived at the house while Sharon was crying hysterically, emptying out the box of tissues, saying that she would never harm her own sister. When the police led her away, she simply said, \u201dYou are arresting a perfectly innocent person while the culprit is still out there!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

In the interrogation room, Myra interrogates Sharon about Constance, wondering if she had acted strangely in any way, and starts to wonder…what if Sharon\u2019s emotionality was just a ruse to make people think that she wasn\u2019t tied to Constance\u2019s death in any way? Myra was lost in her thoughts while she questioned the next suspect; Constance\u2019s doctor, Dr. Nash Colmer, who had diagnosed Constance with Alzheimer\u2019s disease. Dr. Colmer stated that he knew Constance had issues, and tried to help her, but couldn’t do much, and also denied the fact that he had anything to do with the murder. Myra sighed and started to walk out of the room, when the doctor called out, \u201cWait, Detective. I…I don\u2019t want to lie to the police, so I\u2019ll be honest: Constance never had Alzheimer\u2019s. I only disseminated the rumor because, well, I sorta got greedy. You see, Constance was a wealthy elderly lady, and I was struggling with my practice. When she became one of my patients, I was thrilled, knowing that she would be paying me a substantial amount taking into her her age and condition. However, when the payments were not enough, I sought revenge by spreading rumors about her, ridiculing her, just as how I was ridiculed by other prosperous doctors. Please, I didn\u2019t know well back then. I truly am sorry.\u201d Myra nodded and thanked the doctor, leaving him in the interrogation room for further questions.<\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter Five: Revelations<\/b><\/i><\/u><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMyra? Could you help me for a second? I am having trouble moving this box.\u201d \u201cOf course, Millie! By the way, your new house is epic! It is so lavish and I love it so much.\u201d Millie laughed, and said, \u201cThanks, Myra.” Myra asked, “Hey, you want to know about the murder investigation so far?\u201d Millie smiled and said, \u201cYeah, obviously!\u201d Myra couldn\u2019t help noticing that Millie\u2019s smile was quite unusual, but that was probably because she had an important wedding to attend as the maid of honor, and it was a pretty important role. \u201cWell, we interrogated Constance\u2019s sister, Sharon, and she looked so overly emotional, and it looked kind of fake. We also questioned Constance\u2019s doctor, and turns out-\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThat Constance\u2019s memory was absolutely fine and they were all just rumors?\u201d Millie cuts Myra by saying but abruptly falls silent.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Myra was shocked that Millie was able to guess so accurately. \u201cThat\u2019s…all we\u2019ve got so far, yeah.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

In the dark of a new moon, she called out for Constance, and lo and behold, she materialized in front of her. \u201cSo, I…suppose you know about my memory issues?\u201d She shuffled her feet. \u201cI\u2019m sorry. Even if I tried to explain to people, they wouldn\u2019t listen anyway.\u201d Myra accepted her apology and asked about Sharon. \u201cOh, Sharon? That woman is simply greedy. I don\u2019t know how long she has waited for me to perish peacefully just so that she can inherit my wealth. But you can let her off the hook. She didn\u2019t even know where I lived. I just lied to her that I lived in a gigantic mansion in the suburbs. She never found me. However, I have some riddles in stock for you, dear Myra. For some reason, my memory isn\u2019t allowing me to remember the exact name of the actual perpetrator, but if you solve these riddles, I bet you can identify my killer. Care to work your brain?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBe sure to write your answers down! Okay, to begin with; I make two people out of one; what am I?\u201d Myra thought for a second before answering. \u201cOoh, I know! It\u2019s-\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAh, ah, ah! Don\u2019t say it out loud! Write it down!\u201d Constance <\/span>waved urgently toward the notepad Myra had with her.<\/span> \u201cOh, right!\u201d Quickly, Myra wrote the answer down:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mirror<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter Six: In the Darkness<\/b><\/i><\/u><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Sharon toiled silently, diligently chipping away at the wall, her frown deepening<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/span>when she realized that her very expensive manicure was getting ruined. Nevertheless, she moved on.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

After working for about an hour, she finally made a tunnel that allowed her to go to the other side of the wall, leading her out of her cell. \u201cYou still remember the plan?\u201d The figure in a black cloak whispered. \u201cYes, of course,\u201d Sharon said exasperatedly.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThen let us proceed while being as quiet and still…as a dead body.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWell! This is…quite thrilling. I thought you were working on the Crazy Lady case?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, that\u2019s what it\u2019s called now? But yes, our boss thinks I have been somewhat of a \u201cslacker\u201d lately, not realizing I have been working day and night on Constance\u2019s case. Honestly, I wonder why I took this job.\u201d \u201cAww, you want to leave me behind with a bunch of workaholics? I thought I was your best friend!\u201d \u201cYou are,\u201d Myra said with a smile. \u201cWhy would I ever leave you behind?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Millie smiled that mysterious smile again. \u201cYou never know.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAlright, Myra, ready for your next riddle?\u201d \u201cYep! I\u2019ve got my notepad and pen ready! By the way, I wanted to tell you that somehow, all of your money was stolen from your mansion. I\u2019m sorry about that.\u201d \u201cOh, it\u2019s all right. Besides, what use is money now that I\u2019m a ghost? It isn\u2019t your fault, Myra. Now let\u2019s see\u2026\u201d <\/span>Constance adopted a serious and focused expression.<\/span> \u201cWhat is shaped like a tube, is warm and drippy, and gets taken out at night?\u201d Myra, having heard this riddle before could answer even faster than the first one:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Candle<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter Seven: The Last Pieces of the Puzzle<\/b><\/i><\/u><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Days passed, and Myra continued for the third riddle but was unable to connect with Constance. She kept calling for her at night, at work, anytime she could, but there was no response. She toyed with the idea of calling her co-workers for help (one of them even claimed to be a necromancer who could communicate with ghosts-Myra didn\u2019t know if this was true), but she ultimately decided to wait it out. Constance was a ghost, after all. She couldn\u2019t be harmed physically.<\/span><\/p>\n

On the fourth day of waiting, Constance finally reappeared after Myra had summoned her for the 256th time (Myra had been counting), and Constance apologized, saying that her sister Sharon had escaped from her cell and Constance had to go to chastise her by reappearing in her dreams as a big, ugly monster. Teasing, Constance went on with the riddle, \u201cI start in little, but I end in full. What am I?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Myra wrote:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

L<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

For the past few weeks, Myra gathered the answers to all of the questions, and the answers were:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Mirror<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Candle<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

L<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Ink<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Lightbulb<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Towel<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Indigo<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Elephant<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Noon<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s next?\u201d Myra asked Constance. This doesn\u2019t make any sense to me. What do these words have in common?\u201d \u201cI\u2019m afraid I don\u2019t know that\u2026” And just like that she vanished, leaving Myra with meaningless words.<\/span><\/p>\n

Or were they?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Chapter Eight: The Solution and Truth\u00a0\u00a0<\/b><\/u><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHey, Constance,\u201d Myra said during her nightly conversation with the ghost. \u201cI can’t believe I’m talking with a ghost,\u201d Myra thought, realization sinking in but quickly shifted to asking, \u201cYou mentioned a couple days ago about your sister, Sharon, breaking out of her cell? Was she working with someone?\u201d \u201cAs a matter of fact, she was. While the police were investigating, I did some sleuthing myself. I saw this figure in a black cloak fleeing the scene. I followed them, but they disappeared without a trace.\u201d \u201cI see. So Sharon did write that note?\u201d \u201cYeah. The police charged her with murder, but I think she was just an accomplice. She was the one who pretended to scream at the beginning of this whole mess. I recognized her voice.\u201d \u201cHmm\u2026\u201d Myra directed her attention to her notepad. \u201cWell, thank you, Constance. Can I see you tomorrow?\u201d Constance smiled and said, \u201cCertainly.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Myra racked her brain. She arranged the words in every possible way, but no solution. At work, Millie came up to her and asked, \u201cMyra, you seem the teensiest bit distracted today. Everything alright?\u201d \u201cYeah, it\u2019s just…I\u2019ve been trying to figure something out that can help us solve the case.\u201d \u201cI see. Well, you didn\u2019t have breakfast today, right? How about some scrambled eggs?\u201d Millie quickly covered her mouth with her hands as if she had something she didn\u2019t want to say.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0What? Myra thought. Why was she behaving so strangely? \u201cUh, yeah. I\u2019ll…have some scrambled eggs.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0Myra gazed at the words intently and smacked her forehead when she realized how to unscramble the word. She had been complicating it far too much! Ensuring that Millie wasn\u2019t around, she carefully rearranged the first letters of the words:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

MILLICENT<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s…It\u2019s…Millie? Millicent\u2019s her…her full name… I need to inform the captain as quickly as possible!\u201d She rushed out of her office and realized she possibly had bought her expensive house with the stolen cash. Before leaving the room, though, she noticed the things on Millie\u2019s desk.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

There lay the same patterned paper, with flowers and smiley faces, another clue linking her to the investigation….all things and none seemed clear.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Confronting her boss, Myra with a weighted heart explained, \u201cSo that\u2019s how I uncovered the murderer\u2019s identity, by conversing with Constance\u2019s ghost. I realize this sounds strange, but you need to believe me. In fact, she\u2019s right here now.\u201d Unable to prove her existence, Myra continued stating that they had discovered bags of cash concealed within the walls of Millie\u2019s new residence, money stolen from Constance\u2019s lavish mansion (one of her many properties), and that they had just taken her into custody. Myra felt a deep sadness for not being able to assist Millie in overcoming her intense anxiety to be perfect and content all the time, even when she was struggling financially and her job was her only remaining anchor. Because of this, Millie had turned to murdering one of the wealthiest individuals in town whose existence she thought didn’t matter, with the aid of Sharon, who was eager to inherit Constance\u2019s riches. They planned to divide the stolen funds equally, which would cover all of their essential needs and provide support for the long term. Myra quietly cried, reflecting on what more she might have to give up beyond losing a cherished friend…her best friend.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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