Chapter 1
The night is as silent as ever,street lights flickering softly at a desolate road from a distance showing the insects flying around it,streets as quite as a rock and moon is the brightest light in the night highlighting the beautiful building and homes.A soft breeze flow through the calm trees making the leaves flutter slightly.The night was peaceful and quiet,no sound is audible except the faint, rhythmic hum of the fireflies.
A man sleeping in his bedroom;streets are silent and quiet at this very hour of the night,the same fluttering and humming of fireflies could be heard—until his phone ring.
"Hello?" A man in a groggy voice says without opening his eyes.
"Detective Carter!" A panicking voice of a man can be heard from the other end of the line.
Blane Carter,the only name someone could remember when something get too complicated to solve.He is known for his cleverness and the unbeatable record of not missing a single clue in a case in his whole career.The way he clears the doubts and makes 'maybe' to 'must' fascinated people.Never did he ever complained about the extra work he has to do.He loves his job,since childhood,Blane had only wanted one thing—to be the best detective in his bloodline.
Blane sit up straight,driven by a mix of suspicion and curiosity,"What is the matter?"he asked.
"We have found a body at Blackwillo,the town at the outskirts of the city," the man at the other end of the line says,"body of a child." He finished his sentence after a pause.
The sleep in the Blane's eyes is now completely replaced by a feeling of alertness and professionalism as he grab his long coat and car keys.
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Suddenly the air feels heavy.The fluttering of leaves,soft flickering of street lights and the radhemic hum of fireflies,all feel distant.A small park with soft green grass and a big tree is covered with yellow tape saying 'DO NOT ENTER' in big black letters.
A car stops at the entrance of the park and a man hops out from the driving seat.Black hair falling over his forehead,tall as much as a door,eyes dull suggesting the tiredness in him and a long black coat falling from his shoulders to his knees.
"Detective Carter!" A man rushed toward him.
"What is going on?" Blane asked in his heavy voice,looking ahead.
"We reached here a few minutes ago.A drunk man was wondering around when he spotted the body,he screamed and the neighbors came out thinking it was another typical night,but then,they found him." The man who approached him said as they walk toward the crime scene.
There,Blane sees a young boy hanging by a glowing green rope.His hands and feet are bound and a bizarre drawing patterns drawn on his face with a marker—looking like the work of a child's prank.
"Sir!" Another man come running to them,"We found this just below the body." He shows a investigation plastic bag to Blane.Inside,a paper slightly absorbed in blood has been folded.
Blane wears his gloves and carefully unfolds the paper.In it,there was another park,more grass,a beautiful moon and a big tree with another child hanging on it in the same way Blane can see in front of him.
Blane's eyes narrow,"What is this?"
