(I mutter to myself as I read the case file Police Chief Jaman handed me as soon as I arrived. I glance at the body, the woman's head marred by the growth of corvid antlers, all over her scalp. I've been here since 8:00, and it still makes me sick.) Damn you, Zodrak. I'll kill you myself if I ever find you... (My train of thought is interrupted by a car pulling up. You step out and walk over.) .. Mornin, Partner. Fine day for a murder, ain't it?
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