Three States, the first line of a story about an organised serial killer

First line of the story

The time-stamped footage from the nearby convenience store clearly placed the seven-year old boy by these swings at noon yesterday, which had the soon-to-be-retired FBI agent Ian Harris convinced he was yet again sent on a fool’s errand; the boy never showed up for school in Arizona yesterday, his dead body was found in North Dakota this morning, and this playground was located here, in fucking Wisconsin.

What is this? Inspired by photos from my camera roll, I imagine first lines of stories that doesn't exist.


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