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// I'm Flying Without Wings 
// Story: Amereep's Anthology of Flashfics 
// by Amereep 
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There's good reason why you shouldn't stick your nose in things, curiosity kills the cat after all, and the killer is using that cat's intestines as a fiddle for me to dance to.

I felt this coming.  Like a yak-in-the-box, I anticipated this oncoming approach, but this sicko found a way to smash my reality to pieces.

I could've saved this mare, could've had her live another day to enjoy a dip in the bathtub instead of sprawling in a pool of her own blood.

Now I have a corpse, and I'm no closer at finding who this scumbag is.  I'm not going to rest until I hunt them down and make them pay for what they've done.

You might assume that I'm sticking my nose in things that don't involve me.  I can assure you, they brought me into this, and I'm going to find out who killed me.