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Scarecrow of 1889

There once was a boy who was an orphan and suffered abuse from his village residents. The only friend he had was the dummy scarecrow on the field, whom he talked to. One day, a wealthy man brutally beat the boy. The next morning, the wealthy man was found dead, and the scarecrow was covered in blood.  Terrified, the villagers were convinced that the scarecrow had come to life to avenge its tormented friend. And it was the last scarecrow ever placed again in the fields, considering it a sign of death.  —   After scarecrow dolls begin appearing in the streets of Riddleford next to murder victims, the town is thrown into chaos. When the hunt for the mystery scarecrow murderer begins, it is only a matter of time before the famous Frontier Hall Opera House employees are subjected to suspicion, each protecting a secret of their own. But is that all that is going on? Or is there something unseen?

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At the morgue

Sylvester recounted his past week, and he then replied, "The owner of the Frontier Opera House sent me and my crew to Corby to help another opera house. I spoke to my mother when I was in the lodge."

"And what did you talk about? Did she mention anyone following her? Anyone who might have threatened her?" Addison pressed on.

Sylvester shook his head solemnly before speaking, "We were discussing our plans for New Year's Eve. She mentioned that she was going to help one of her neighbours who wanted to go out and needed someone to look after their child. She never hinted at anything suspicious or threatening. But there is something."

"Yes, Mr. Crowley?" Addison questioned, his interest piqued.

"Over the past few months, I've had this feeling like I'm being followed. There have been break-ins at my apartment, and I even reported it to the parish house," Sylvester explained, noticing the detective's pause in writing.