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I have an accessory item with a name on it, from the clothing of a person who was killed. I never met this person.
I found it while doing cleanup of the scene where they died. It had no investigative value, so was trash, but I didn’t feel right throwing it away. I kept it, in hopes of giving it to someone close to them, but life kept moving and I ended up with it.
I have an accessory item with a name on it, from the clothing of a person who was killed. I never met this person.
I found it while doing cleanup of the scene where they died. It had no investigative value, so was trash, but I didn’t feel right throwing it away. I kept it, in hopes of giving it to someone close to them, but life kept moving and I ended up with it.
Besides, if you throw it out you can’t talk to Mr Emerald any more. Mr Emerald needs a friend now that his original neighbor is dead.