Jacob Mason is one of the most popular photographers for the worldy popular "World Newspaper" and "World News Channel." Becuase of this he has gained a certain celebrity status.

But what happens when a famous photographer like Jacob, gets involved in a mass murder mystery?"

Chapter 1

It was raining outside. I was in my bedroom alone while the World News channel was on. Waiting for the pictures i took at a new shopping center to appear. It was a long trip in California but i'm so glad i was back in New York in my house. The drops of water tapped on my window. It made such a pleasent sound. Finally the World News was on. Tom Burnsfield, a popular anchorman whom i was friends with appeared with paper in his hands and news to tell. So i watched closely so i could see the pictures i took and show everyone my skill in the world of photographs.

"Hello and welcome back to World News." He said.
"Many of you are of course expecting to the beautiful pictures of California's new shopping center right now at this moment."
"But we have just recieved disturbing news over the commercial break."

My eyes widened. I glanced at the t.v. with a pale stare to see what was so bad.

"Exactly twenty people have been found dead."

I stared in complete shock thinking to myself, "Tewnty people!?".

"The bodies have just been found today and from police it has been said that the victims were all slashed to death in an apartment room which seemed to look like a casual party. Head chief of the New York police department's Detective team has agreed to take on this case with the rest of the detective team."

I couldn't believe it. But at the same time a feeling of excitement rushed through my body. This was my chance to use my skills to achive greater fame and fortune. I rushed to the phone to call the World News station. I asked for the address where the murder took place and quickly got the information. I grabbed my camera and got in my car and drove to the address.....

Chapter 2 a coming soon.

pretty good, I give it a........ 4 out of 5

Sounds interesting. You caught my interest. And now I'm wishing that it didn't end already.

Chapter 2

I finally got to the parking lot. The apartment building was called "Furnish 6." Which was very popular becuase of its spacious apartments and satisfing gourmet meals. The walls on the outside were blue with a green roof. I walked up the steps and saw a yellow police stand in front of the entrance signaling, that no one was allowed to pass through. I looked over the rail on the second floor and instantly saw a few police cars parked. I stopped at the yellow police stand and saw another one of my friends inspecting the area. His name was Mike Calisto. He was vice-chief of the detective team.

"Hey Mike!". I yelled to get his attention.

He turned his head toward me and was suprised of my presence.

"Heh. Hey Jacob. What are ya doing here? We're kinda busy." He said.

I started searching for my camera in my sweater pocket and found it in a few seconds But i accidently dropped it. I checked to see if any damage was done, it looked ok so i picked it up and wiped the lens.

"I want to take some pictures if you don't mind? I asked while still wiping the lens of my camera.

"Sheesh. Fine." He replied while scratching his head.

I walked into the living room. Usually the apartments in Furnish 6 were very detailed with bright vivid colors and were spacious as well. But when i saw some of the body bags, a certain chill ran up my spine.

"Yeah wierd huh? Twenty people murdered.....it isn't right ya know?". He asked since he noticed the creeped out look on my face.

"Who could of done this?" I asked him while taking 3 pictures of some of the body bags.

He chuckled. "This has to be the work of more than one person.
Theres no way one person could just come in here and slash everyone to death without at least 1 or 2 people escaping."

I walked around the living room past a few of the other detectives and i asked. "Sooo any suspects? Murder weapon? Clues?" I asked while looking down at the carpet covered with wet blood.

"Well the wierd thing is that we have no suspects. I mean someone or a group of people that commited the crime can't just leave this building without being noticed. This place is booming with people all the time. Not only that but the windows are to small to climb out of, its what the critics..well...criticize about. Plus its impossible to exit this place without getting noticed outside. To answer you final two questions, there is no murder weapon. The criminal or criminals could of just took it with them. And no, we have no clues. This case is seems impossible to solve."

"When was this murder commited?" I asked.

"Well. Maybe yesterday."

I stood up and shook my head while facing at him.

"Whats wrong?" He wondered.

I pointed to the wet blood and told him....

"This murder was barely commited. The blood here is fresh. And I can smell some paint which is covered over some of the blood."

He walked over and so did a few of the other detectives.

"I see." he said. "They were trying to cover it by using paint thats the same color as the carpet so we wouldn't notice. I didn't notice this."

One of the other detectives handed Mike a paint bucket and said...

"Mike it seems that this is the paint bucket and brushed used to cover the blood. Judging by the same color and all."

Mike nodded and turned to me.

"Jacob. The team and I have to go back to our cars right now. We need to get some more devices from them. We"ll be back soon."

I nodded back and started taking pictures of the blood covered with paint.

"Wait Mike!." I yelled.

"Whats wrong?" He replied.

"I might leave in a sec. After i'm done with these pictures of course."

He walked out of the room. I was the only one inside. I walked out to the doorway entrance and turned back for a last picture of the whole living room. And then i noticed which took me more than 5mins. That each small area covered with paint........spelled out a letter. It was tough to read but i was able to make it out. It was a whole sentence!

~~~Come find me i'm still here.~~[/b]

This reminds me of Phoenix Wright... I like the story, very good!

Chapter 3


I ran back to Mike and showed him the hidden message. Both him and the rest of the team were stunned from this discovery i found.

"This message could mean that the crime was commited by one person." I told him.

A couple of the detectives started to take photos. I as well took photos of the letters.

"Impossible!" Mike replied. "There is absolutley no way one person could of killed twenty people. And if this person is still here than we should talk to all occupants in this building."

We all agreed. Mike closed the door and we went our seprate ways. I decided to interview the owner of Furnish 6. When i went inside the main office where people come in to pay and get a room, i noticed a small feeling of relaxation inside. It was amazingly decorated. The owner was at the counter. He was already informed of the crime earlier by some other detectives.

"Hey i know you!" He told me happily. It seemed he noticed who i was.
"You're Jacob, that amazing photographer! My names Samuel!"

"Yup." i replied.

I discussed with him about the murder....

"Huh. One person did it huh?

I nodded signaling he was right. He rubbed his face with his hands.

"Damn. This isn't good for buisness you know?"

Than something odd began to happen. He was starting to sweat and act nervously. He would tap his fingers constantly on the hard top counter and look away from me.

"Is...something wrong?" I asked him.

Than finally he snapped.

"No! Umm......i have to make a call."

He walked away into another room. Inside he picked up a phone close by and started to dial a series of numbers. The numbers were:

545-1921

It was hard to tell but these were the numbers that he might have dialed.
Becuase of his nervousness i became very suspicous. He started to mumble a few words quietly. It seemed so strange. I noticed someone else come into the office. A woman. She seemed like she was in her 20's at the least. She set her purse on the counter. She was wearing a uniform, Blue colored shirt with red pants. The uniform style of all employees at Furnish 6. I ignored Samuel and noticed that the woman's palms of both her hands were scratched with some hardly visible stains of red.

"Hi my names Jenny, how can i help you? Wait aren't you?

I interrupted her. "Heh yeah its me."

She seemed surprised and asked me for an autograph. But what i didn't noticed is that i wasted a lot of time when she kept asking me questions. I told her good bye and left the office. Than suddenly i heard a scream from inside the office. I rushed back in and noticed her face that turned pale covered with tears.

"What the hell happened!?" i yelled.

She pointed to Samuel whose body was on the ground. She was in way too much shock to speak a word. His body was frozen still on the ground.

I ran over too his dead body and noticed no signs that might show how he might of died. Only blood which was spilled on the floor from his mouth.

Something was not right. How could Samuel die in just seconds after i left?
This whole simple murder was starting to get deeper and deeper.


Well? Who do ya think? Confusing? If it is than i've completed my goal in this chapter.

ok. chapter 4 everybody

Chapter 4

I told Jenny to call the police right away. It was already getting dark outside. I went out to find Mike and the others. It was very quiet outside. I looked to the second floor of the building. No one. Where the hell did Mike go? I just stood there in the cold, afraid and frusterated. It didn't make any sense at all. So i used this time to take a review of the crime.

First the bodies of the twenty victims. Than the secret message that gave a clue that one person did the crime. The owner Samuel who was very nervous when i told him about the crime. Jenny came in with faint visible red colors on the palms of her scratched hands. It could of been blood? Also the scratches could indicate there was a struggle between her and the victim. The victim could be Samuel. Wait no, she had those scratches before. I went back inside to investigate the area where Samuel was killed. Jenny was in front of me sitting on a chair crying to herself.

"Did you call the police?" I asked.

She nodded.

I looked around and saw nothing. Nothing that could of killed him. I looked back at Jenny. I noticed a brighter red color on her hands! Could that mean!? Four Officers walked inside. They asked us a couple of questions about Samuel. Than Jenny stood up with her face full of tears.

"I did it! I murdered him!" She yelled.

She fainted and fell to the floor. The officers quickly picked her up and called for an ambulance to come to make sure she was alright. It seemed that the case was solved. But it still doesn't explain the murder of the twenty people. But how did she murdered him? Or maybe She didn't murdered him at all. I went back to the apartment where the murder of twenty people was commited. I went inside and tried to turn on the lights but the light switch was duct taped. The room was very dark. I heard footsteps. My heart started to race very fast. Before i was able to run away i felt a hard metal object come in contact to the back of my head. I fell to the floor....unconcious. When i woke up it was still dark. I couldn't move my arms. It seemed like i was tied to a chair. I heard footsteps that started to get louder with each step. A light flashed in front of my face. A man with a flashlight appeard in front of me.

"Heh so it comes to this huh? The man said.
"Actually i commited the crime."

Than i saw his face. And finally i saw who did it. The true murderer was in front of me!

This was the story you were working at Duelpro?Well, i can understand the hardwork af all these writngs so ok!Giving you a 4 out of 5 ^^.

-Sign BQ-

I have a feeling about who the real murderer is...