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Quite Killer

A thiller

By HarishPublished about a year ago 3 min read
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Emma was a successful journalist, constantly chasing down leads and breaking stories that put corrupt politicians and businessmen behind bars. But when a string of murders began to grip the city, she found herself on the frontlines of a story unlike any she had covered before.

The killer struck at random, with no discernible pattern to their victims. Men, women, young, old – it didn't matter. They were all targeted and brutally murdered, leaving nothing behind but a chilling silence. No screams, no struggle. The killer was a ghost, striking in the night and disappearing without a trace.

Emma's curiosity was piqued when she stumbled upon a pattern that had gone unnoticed by the police. All of the victims had attended the same high school, albeit years apart. Could this be the key to catching the killer? She began to dig deeper, poring over old yearbooks and tracking down alumni.

Her investigation led her to a reunion of the class of '97, where she met Jason, a former student who had recently moved back to town. As they talked, Emma couldn't shake the feeling that he was holding something back. She pressed him for information, but he insisted that he knew nothing about the murders.

Emma's gut told her otherwise, and she began to tail Jason, hoping to catch him in the act. It was a risky move, but she was determined to get to the bottom of this. Late one night, as she watched from a parked car, she saw Jason slip into an alleyway. She followed him, heart pounding in her chest.

What she found was beyond anything she could have imagined. In the dim light, she saw a makeshift lab, with test tubes and vials strewn about. Jason was hunched over a table, muttering to himself as he worked on a new formula. When he heard Emma's footsteps, he whirled around, his eyes wild with fear.

"Emma, what are you doing here?" he stammered.

"I could ask you the same thing," she replied, her voice cold.

Jason began to back away, but Emma lunged forward and grabbed him by the collar.

"Talk," she growled. "What are you doing here?"

Jason hesitated, then sighed. "I'm trying to find a cure," he said quietly. "For the disease that killed my mother."

Emma felt her anger dissipate, replaced by a sense of pity. "What disease?" she asked softly.

"It's a rare genetic disorder," Jason explained. "It causes the body to shut down slowly, until the victim dies. My mother died when I was just a kid. I've been searching for a cure ever since."

Emma looked around the lab, taking in the rows of vials and test tubes. "And this is your solution?" she asked.

"It's a long shot," Jason admitted. "But it's the best chance I've got. I've been testing it on rats, and so far, it's shown some promise."

Emma was torn. On one hand, she knew that Jason's intentions were good. But on the other hand, he was breaking the law and putting innocent lives at risk.

"You have to stop," she said firmly. "Turn yourself in, and we'll see what we can do to help you."

Jason nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. "Thank you," he whispered.

As Emma left the lab and called the police, she couldn't shake the feeling that this story was far from over. The killer may have been caught, but the deeper issue of finding a cure for a deadly disease still remained. She knew that she would have to keep chasing the story, no matter where it led her.

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  • Sam Joshuvaabout a year ago

    Nice one🫣

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