Up the Chimney

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The smell of burning Clausflesh wafted into the night air, smoke pumping from the crackling chimney like a nuclear silo. It was days before police found the body in the boy's coatroom - distracted, as it so happened, by the wife's delicious homemade cookies every time they showed up on her doorstep for questioning. Their guns drawn, the officers burst into the back bedroom, only to find a set of knotted sheets dangling out the second-story window and a trail of little size 7 footprints that grew cold as the miles stretched on.


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