fact or fiction
Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about copycat killers, eyewitnesses testimony, what makes a murderer and more.
Chasing the Cipher
It started with a whisper in the code. Amira had spent most of her twenties neck-deep in encrypted strings, building security systems for companies that barely knew what they were guarding. But this—this was different. A month ago, while running diagnostics on a compromised academic server, she'd found a pattern buried in the noise. Not malware, not a backdoor—something else.
By Said Hameedabout a year ago in Criminal
The Last Witness
The wind whispered through the broken windows of the courthouse, carrying with it the scent of decay and dust. Once a place of justice and law, the structure now stood hollow, like the bones of a forgotten giant. Outside, the city of Dorne lay in ruins, the skyline jagged with the skeletal remains of buildings and the scorched silhouettes of war.
By Said Hameedabout a year ago in Criminal
Secrets in the Smoke
The fire started with a whisper. It crept from the base of the hill like a sleeping beast stirred awake, fed by dry grass and the relentless summer wind. By the time Marla saw the first flicker of orange from her kitchen window, it had already painted half the sky with smoke.
By Said Hameedabout a year ago in Criminal
The Crimson Contract
The tavern’s door groaned open, dragging a cold wind behind it. All conversation stilled. A stranger entered, tall and cloaked in midnight blue, silver embroidery gleaming faintly like spider silk in moonlight. Beneath the hood, sharp gray eyes scanned the room with mechanical calm.
By Said Hameedabout a year ago in Criminal
The Fall from the Fourth Floor: The Murder of Ritika Singh
The Tragedy at Omshree Apartments On the morning of June 24, 2022, residents of the Omshree Apartments in Agra’s Tajganj area were going about their daily routines, unaware that they were moments away from witnessing a horrifying tragedy. Around 11:00 AM, a woman in her early 30s fell from the fourth floor of the building. Her hands were tied, and her mouth was gagged. Locals rushed to help, but it was too late. She was declared dead on arrival at the hospital.
By 🕵️♂️ True Crime Enthusiast | Storyteller of the Dark Side 🔍about a year ago in Criminal
Midnight Confessions
The confessional booth was quieter than usual. The thick wood absorbed most of the sounds, and the fading incense left only a ghost of sandalwood in the air. Father Adrian leaned back in his seat, eyes closed, feeling the weight of another long day. It was nearly midnight. He was about to rise when the curtain on the other side rustled.
By Said Hameedabout a year ago in Criminal
Bloood on the Tracks
The train screeched into the station at 12:47 a.m., half-empty, half-asleep. Rain tapped against the windows, rhythmic as a ticking clock. No one noticed the man in the black coat as he stepped onto the platform at Hawthorne Station, except the night porter—who would later swear the man didn’t blink once.
By Said Hameedabout a year ago in Criminal
Web of Lies
The rain tapped against Mira Dalton’s apartment window like impatient fingers, but inside, all was silent except for the hum of her laptop. It was 2:13 a.m. The screen glowed in the dark, casting her face in pale light as spreadsheet after spreadsheet flickered open. On the surface, everything looked pristine — rows of revenue, columns of quarterly growth, margins tighter than a banker’s smile. Too tight. Too clean.
By Said Hameedabout a year ago in Criminal
The Black Ledger
No one remembered when the Black Ledger was written, only that it was never meant to be found. Hidden for decades in the crumbling cellar of an abandoned estate in Bavaria, it was bound in blackened leather that felt strangely warm to the touch. The pages, thick and grainy, exhaled the scent of smoke and old blood. It was not a book of accounting, though it bore the name. It was something older, deeper—a catalog of choices made in shadow, histories unspoken, and pacts inked in silence.
By Said Hameedabout a year ago in Criminal
Silent of Evidence
The cabin was too quiet. Detective Mara Venn stood in the middle of Professor Julian Hart’s study, surrounded by stacks of notes, old tape recorders, and wires snaking across the wooden floor like tangled veins. The fire had long gone cold, yet the scent of coffee still lingered in the air — faint, bitter, recent.
By Said Hameedabout a year ago in Criminal
The Smartest Heist You’ve Never Heard Of: A True Story of Silence, Signals, and $30 Million
Chapter 1: No Masks, No Guns In early 2013, while the world focused on headlines about Bitcoin and the latest social media apps, something strange was happening behind closed doors. A quiet robbery took place — without any violence, without weapons, and without even setting foot inside the bank.
By Waqar Khanabout a year ago in Criminal
