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A horrific enigma
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The door to the living room is ajar, I don't need to touch the latch, nice, a slight push with my elbow is enough. Carefully, I enter the space. A strange feeling creeps me. There is a curious rest in the room. The salon has immersed itself in isolation, serene void predominates . Just like time has stood still here.
The eleven red splashes on the rug seem to laugh at me. With my magnifying glass, I subject every detail of every stain to a thorough inspection. They come from a ketchup bottle.
Will the walls tell more?
My eyes glide along the walls. All the clocks in the room stand still. The hands are two to eleven. What is that game?
Conclusion: the December word does not have twelve, but only eleven letters, just like ketchup bottle. The enigma has been resolved.
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