Hello everybody, I hope that you're all doing well.

In this week's episode, we have three stories ranging from a detective sent to investigate a strange town,

all the way to a long-haul truck driver and the strange tales that he has to tell.

Let's not waste any more time and dive in as we drift deeper into Mr. Creep's mind.

I'm a private detective and I've been sent to investigate the disappearances of children in a nearby town.

Written by Boris Basic.

They were closed, I shouted, as three loud knocks resounded on the door of my office.

The door burst open a second later nonetheless, and a woman in her late 20s with an icy

gaze walked in.

She closed the door behind her and strode up to my desk like a peacock,

without uttering a word. I noticed that she wore a small cross around her neck.

And didn't you hear what I said? I asked. I puffed my cigarette, allowing the smoke to steadily

leave my mouth and twirled in the air,

before blending in with the rest of the room's stuffy atmosphere.

I put the cigarette in the ashtray filled with other butts and ashes.

I need your help, officer.

She spoke in a soft yet stern tone, ignoring my previous remark.

Detective, I corrected her. And if you want to talk, schedule an appointment first and then we can

discuss things. I opened the drawer and pulled on my flask, taking a gulp from it.

The booze burnt my throat, but reinvigorated me.

I knew that I was slowly driving myself to my own grave with so much drinking and smoking,

but I was way past caring.

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