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Chapter 17 by RedRightHand RedRightHand

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Pursue the figure

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I scramble to pursue the culprit, my heart still pounding from the near **** experience. The gargoyle's crushing impact has left me shaken, but the need to uncover the truth and confront whoever pushed it drives me forward. As I rush to the base of the building, my gaze scans the rooftop for any sign of the figure.

But the building's architecture, with its intricate patterns and numerous statues, proves to be an excellent hiding spot. Determined to catch my target, I find a steep ladder that leads to the roof and climb it. My breath catches in my throat as I reach the top, the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

There's no sign of the person who sent the gargoyle crashing down. I search the roof meticulously, my steps echoing on the stone. My heart sinks as it becomes clear that I've lost them. Frustration and anger well up within me, but I can't help but wonder about the twisted motives of the person responsible for this.

Fuming, I make my way back to the roof, the scene of the recent near-miss. The gargoyle, still lying where it was crushed, serves as a somber reminder of just how close I came to meeting a gruesome end. Carefully, I tread the path I'd taken before, looking for any clues that might reveal who pushed the gargoyle.

I search the ground for footprints or other tell tale signs, but the roof's intricate stonework makes this a nearly impossible task. My heart is heavy with the knowledge that the person responsible for the gargoyle's fall remains out there. I can't shake the feeling that they'll strike again, perhaps when I least expect it.

I decide to head back down from the roof, but not before taking one final look around. As I leave the rooftop, I vow to continue my investigation, even if it means facing more dangers like the one I've just barely escaped. I can't let this deter me from finding out the truth and seeking justice.

I slowly make my way back down the ladder, and as I set foot on solid ground, this close call reminds me just how dangerous my pursuit has become. I'm more determined than ever to unravel the mystery, to expose the secrets that have plagued Benicka House and reaped the lives of the young women of Bathory Row.

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