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Jack

By: A Stranger

Page 1, The original murder mystery

A sound of pure terror

races through the emptyness of the area

bouncing off mute walls

denied by closed shutters

as crimson sparkles under flickering light

 

The sun burns in the sky

yet is unable to comfort those chilled by fear

his exploits have been documented once more

unrelenting savagery

unmatched by any other

and cunning enough to swell a fox with pride

the streets were abound with

rumor and speculation

no one ever really knowing

the why? the when? the who?

the best were baffled, the worst only knew fear

More than a century has come and gone

since this figure painted White Chapel red

an unsolved mystery by definition

left that way

Maybe it was because his name was so common

 

Jack, if I'm not mistaken

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