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Before he could even begin to walk away, there was a flash of bright light outside the building and every single light in the mansion went out simultaneously followed by the crash of thunder outside. Confusion and panic drove everyone to screams. And then the lights flicked on. Lying at my feet in a pool of blood was the dead corpse of my favourite authour, an eight inch carving knife in his back.
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