Final Track

A hallucination plagued detective teams up with a criminal profiler in the wild underground of heavy metal to hunt a serial killer carving lyrics into the flesh of his victims.

The sweet aroma of honeysuckle spattering the bushes was drowning in a stale smell of decay.

Detective Mahoney’s gaze was drawn in an instant to the thin lips lined in rouge, dramatically posed as if the victim had been enunciating a critical word when her last breath of life was taken.

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