CHAPTER NINETEEN
Under the darkness of the night, it was no surprise I missed Black Blur’s body, his black costume allowing him to blend in with the shadows extremely well. But his body was set up in just a way that the light from the moon and stars allowed me to see it in greater detail than I otherwise would have been, in more detail than I honestly wanted to.
Black Blur was strung up by his shoulders from two thick ropes. The chest of his costume was ripped open, bloody and gory, although his heart did not seem to be exposed. Blood dripped down his chest, most of it already freezing over, although given how fresh most of it looked, I guessed he must have been killed very recently. He looked kind of like a bloody puppet, hanging from strings after being put away by its puppeteer. He wa
