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It took decades to solve this murder!

A murder took place in that house decades ago, but who would ever want to hurt Beatrice? All she ever wanted to do was marry the love of her life, have children, and live happily ever after. Beatrice was the kindest, most loving person the town’s people had ever known. What could she possibly have that someone else would want? Why was Bill so inextricably linked to this old, vacant, house? It was on the wind. Bill heard the house calling to him, reaching out to him. How could Bill possibly be linked to the old house; he grew up and lived his entire life in another town. He only moved to town when he got the job as tour guide for all the old Victorian mansions. It was a great job for an architecture student. At times the house seemed to be in mourning, and it was always creepy, especially when the wind blew and the house seemed to wail. The tourists that walked by the house on their tour of impeccably kept Victorian mansions always noticed the red vine that grew behind the house when every other remnant of a plant or tree had been dead for years. Yet the vine continued to grow and bloom bright red. Just walking by the house in the bright sunshine could give you the heebe-geebies. When Bill could no longer stand the suspense, he decided to investigate and went to the newspaper office. After all, it was as good a place as any to begin looking for the ancient information.