The Unseen

What lies beneath.

Detective Lucas Starr’s hands trembled slightly as he took a fortifying drag off the hand-rolled cigarette pinched between his fingers. Camera flashes flared as the forensics team documented the scene, illuminating the young woman’s body.

Same grisly wounds as all the others. Same ritualistic markings.

A new victim meant that Lucas would once again be tormented by the visions. They said he inherited the ability to “see” from his great-great-great grandfather. The first time they came, he’d tried to wash them away in a flood of whiskey, but they returned anyway. They always returned.

And tonight would be no different.

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