๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐: ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
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Despite the headache and sudden flashes, I stayed with the group.
"๐ช๐ต๐ฎ๐'๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ป๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ?" I asked one of the men.
"๐ง๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ธ. ๐ง๐ต๐ฎ๐'๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐๐บ๐ฏ๐ผ๐น ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ด๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ฝ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฎ ๐น๐ผ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ. ๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ ๐ผ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐, ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐'๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ป๐ผ ๐น๐ผ๐ป๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ป๐ฑ...๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐ผ ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต๐."
"๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ'๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐บ๐ถ๐๐๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ป," another companion added.
I didnโt want to waste my time on some killings anymore and just focused on finding the old Farrado house. I started asking the residents, exploring every corner of Marwood, searching for any clues that could shed light on the mystery. But I couldnโt get any.
As I approached people to inquire about it, all I heard were whispers and gossip regarding the mysterious killings that were going around again.
Iโm starting to realize the situation was more complicated than I expected. I only have three weeks to solve the mystery of my fatherโs death and here goes another one โ oddly entwining its fate to my fatherโs.
I walked through the now dimly lit streets of Marwood. I didnโt even realize that it was nighttime already. As if on cue, my stomach started to growl. I didnโt eat lunch. The only thing that can satisfy my hunger is answers to this mystery!
Some people dodged my questions, while others seemed to enjoy toying with me. Like the group of drunk men I'm talking to in the village street right now.
"๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ผ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐น๐ธ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ผ๐๐, ๐๐ผ๐๐ผ๐? ๐ง๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐๐ถ๐น๐น๐ฎ๐ด๐ฒ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ผ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐; ๐ถ๐'๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฑ
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