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The Perfect Alibi
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…The Serpent sheds its skin where the oldest stories sleep. That was it. No signature, no explanation, just those enigmatic words. A shiver traced its way down my spine, not entirely from the cold. Who was this person? And why were they helping me? Was this a trap? Or a genuine attempt to guide me? The ambiguity was maddening. I reread the note, the words swirling in my mind. "The Serpent sheds its skin..." Blackwood. He was the serpent, wasn't he? And "where the oldest stories sleep..."