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The Mysterious Crimson: The Game Begins - Part 2."The Mysterious"The Mysterious Crimson: The Game Begins - Part 2. by SirJeromeGriswell
Neil had breathed deep, that meeting was tough, it was his first encounter with the criminal that he had been looking for a long time. He smiled to himself.
Neil disappeared in the fog, listening closely to a voice "Crimson?" it asked.
Neil quietly sighed and softly closed his eyes "And It will be the only thing you'll know" he continued on his way while the girl stood there, shocked that he could hear her. Neil was a cold person, and hardly ever responded. ::that will let the girl over doubts rather than answers:: The silence was killer, Neil is not a person to speak at first sight. The girl looked after him softly. He didn't turn when he spoke. "Are you coming?" Scarlet hesitated, but jogged to catch up with him.
They had already reached the city again, they continued to walk in silence. There no words, but a few cautious glances. Scarlett arrived at work again, she stood and looked at Neil waiting for an answer, he opened his mouth a little "This none of your busine
The Mysterious Crimson: At Midnight (In Progress)Note: This chapter is before the first chapter, and this is just to show the relationship between Neil and his family and friends.The Mysterious Crimson: At Midnight (In Progress) by SirJeromeGriswell
See this chapter with this song:
Dark Ambient Forest -- Midnight Coffee
The Mysterious Crimson: Revelations At Midnight -- A Prequel / Preview
It was midnight. The streets were quiet, and only the steady hum of the coffee maker could be heard in the small Cafe where Neil currently resided, bags of sleeplessness under his eyes. The day had been long, but somewhat rewarding, after Neil had solved yet another case of robbery. A wealthy lady had been robbed of an heirloom diamond. Neil had chased, and caught the culprit, who now resided in jail.
"This work is a killer" Neil muttered, taking a long sip of his coffee. "The police don't give me a day off, then don't accept me as the detective I am." He glanced down at the table before him, where a variety of pictures was spread out. Countless faces and expr