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"He looks like anyone;
you and me.
He can turn into a woman, a boy,
an old man, post man.....at will!
Detectives have tried to capture him for years;
once he disappeared in their midst, looking like a cop
he had just murdered -
the cop's body had two holes punctured on his neck.
He kills whenever he feels victorious, threatened or hungry.
There's only one thing he fears most; cats. Whenever
they see him, they all run after him. You would confuse
him for a mouse.
Cats are protectors of the underworld,
according to ancient Egyptian mythology;
they protect the underworld from agents of Seth,
the evil god, and brother to Osiris.
The faceless man, therefore, is a mummy -
luck for a better word.....
I close this case!"
Writings of Detective Rodgers Smith
(Sherlock Holme's grandson)
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2017