Omen-She: Menace (Part I)

Trilogy-tale of vigilance in New England in tracking a nefarious antisocial bloody murderer 'maiden' of darkness with 'omen-hyperbole' mask, narrated by a diligent photo-man aiding a detective.

Ominous crime-tale/trilogy for your Summer (August) Friday's Eve. Thanks for reading, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction contains images/references with no ties to any representative person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translations).

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"Well, I found myself tracking a real menace of New England, and I knew she was some 21st-Century (hockey-masked) omen-messenger of 'dark-things' of my Selfie age of incomplete-distances readings of lifestyle/traffic securities 'feelings' pillows of everyday religion (in Boston-town!)."

"I had become a special photo-man of things of Boston-town happenings; and I found good employment as a freelance journal-man of New England; and then I found equal distances read for a detective-work assistance 'crusade' tracking a woman under the veil of street-gossip making newsies individual to serve as a decoy to lure the dark-omen messenger woman of Hell (hockey-masked!) to the detective (Charlie) tracking her past the cemetery-burials of her victims (decapitations)."

WOMAN: I'm the AntiChrist, but I'm a good lady, ha.

DETECTIVE CHARLIE: Fan of hockey, young miss of Hell?

WOMAN: I'm bringing Boston-town a great omen of vanities-deliverance.

DETECTIVE CHARLIE: We get it, mask-maiden...the world's 'rich' with hockey-TV.

WOMAN: So much ads and money for sports-cards and athletes today, detective.

DETECTIVE CHARLIE: I knew you'd not shun the prestige of photo-ops by my friend.

WOMAN: You enlisted aid from a journal's photo-man for Facebook-superstition!

DETECTIVE CHARLIE: If you're the AntiChrist, I'm the exorcist from Alcatraz, ha.

WOMAN: Whatever (Selfie-like).

"The valiant detective (Charlie) continued to track the omen-woman in Boston-town post-exchange on a cyber-forum for public gossip; and of course, she remained anonymous. Did she really believe she had become some weighty messenger of the Devil's legion, in her hockey-mask for antisocial jar-milk of bad American newsies-work (for me/us)? I didn't know (yet). Charlie continued his crusade; and I was still his detective-aide for Heaven (ok!). What did this woman of darkness look like under that mask...and did she appreciate Boston's cream-pie hospitality line(s) of Heaven? The quest continued, and even if the villainess had no Christian omen of value, she certainly made us (all) feel...the keratin."

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)