BLYNA
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"Oh my goodness!" I shrieked in fright the minute I toppled over the covered clothes in front of me or so I thought as I tried to gather myself from the hard surface where I had landed on my butt. Who could have been so careless as to discard used laundry on the floor in such a place where there was a washroom in the mansion? Was it by accident or did they do it on purpose. I sighed deeply and approached the covered laundry.
"I will have to have a word with—" I threw the covers open and the rest of my words caught up inside my throat as I suddenly found it hard to breathe. My pulse was racing and my heart was thudding against my ribcage as fear washed over me. On the ground was none other than Elara who had been stabbed to death with a stick life knife pierced in her chest.
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