It has been determined, on this trip out to the beach, where we see nothing but authentic gingerbread homes and beautiful estates, that there is indeed a killer. This was determined by my mother and I as we walked home slightly inebriated from the place we were having diner, to our fabulous bed and breakfast hotel. The killer it is said to be vacationing in the same town as us. to make matters worse (or better as it were), the shambling areas around us are all in the distinct Victorian period. The Killer seems to have an aesthetic for old architecture.
Today, while touring said old Victorian houses and "painted ladies" we came across one that was amazing looking. It was determined that the killer must be vacationing there. (Not really, but the story gets more and more varied the more we drink)
Anyway, the trip is going along famously. I shall have a small story later tonight I hope.
~ Sean
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