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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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"Behaving like he's the damsel in distress, while we are the ones who took the burn for him all those years. Fucker doesn't give a shit if we die with him!" Ricardo continued to rage in anger at Sylvester's action. "The truth is that he is weak and cannot handle any of us." 

"Calm down, Ricardo," Dr. Hall tried to pacify the alter ego, who now fumed. "You should understand where Sylvester is coming from. He has been left in darkness without knowing the truth, and the past has shocked him." 

Both Sylvester and Ricardo were starkly opposite, and it was because of how they balanced each other. One shied away, while the other was headstrong enough to face things. 

"You want us to unify. You think he can handle every detail that has taken place until now?" Ricardo questioned, and the alienist knew he was talking about the murders that had occurred.