There was nothing that could have told you what would happen over the next couple of months. You were but a humble mystery writer, well known in your area and you had been to a few book signings and had made quite the name for yourself. You even had a few police officers stop you just so you could sign a copy of your book, which was both flattering and somewhat embarrassing at the same time. Yes, things were good ... until a real mystery emerged ...
It was a cold October night in London, and you had just returned home from another book signing. It was for your most recent book, The Dollmaker, which you thought was your best work yet and most of your fans thought so, too. You let out a happy sigh when you remembered the wonderful comments you received as you signed your fans' copies of your book
"Looks like the pressure's on for my next book, huh Kiku?" You asked, looking down
Your black and white cat was sat at your feet, looking at you with wide eyes of pure cuteness as he let out a small meow. Kiku was all you had for company in your small apartment. You adopted him from a pet shelter and an instant bond was made when you first laid eyes on him that day. He had been your best and only friend ever since
"I know, Kiku. You want something to eat, huh?" You said with a smile
A little mew came from Kiku as he wondered up to the door behind you. You looked and saw that he was sniffing a parcel, which you hadn't noticed when you came in. It was certainly an odd looking parcel once you picked it up. It was wrapped in brown paper and tied up with string ... it could have easily come undone and there was no address or postage stamp on it, so it must have been delivered by hand
"Strange ..." You muttered to yourself
You wondered over to your desk and sat down as you set the parcel down, curiosity burning like a flame. For some reason, a small voice in the back of your head told you not to open it and throw it away ... but you didn't listen to it. You opened it with a smile on your face, hoping it was something you had ordered a while back or something nice from an adoring fan of yours
"I wonder what it could be ..." You muttered
You heard a meow coming from behind you as you opened the brown paper to find a box. Now slightly wary, you slowly opened it to peek inside. To your surprise, it was a doll ... that looked a lot like you but it was wearing a red Victorian Era style dress with a little bonnet and cute shoes. After you took the doll out of the box, you noticed all the little details without a single mistake. It was flattering, but at the same time it was really creepy because in your book The Dollmaker, the killer sent a doll to the women he kidnapped then drugged them so they couldn't stop him from doing what he wanted to them. Namely poisoning his victim then dressing them like the dolls he sent and put them in toy shops all over town with the doll he sent sitting next to them. On the doll would be a note pinned to it that had lyrics to a song on it, which described the next girl he was going to take to taunt the dashing police detective chasing him as well as being psychological torture for the women of the town
"Wow ... this fan went to a lot of trouble to flatter me" You said, voice shaking a little
You noticed a letter pinned to the doll and, with shaking hands, you took the letter and took a closer look at the envelope. The address had been hand written and it seemed like the guy who wrote it took great care in making sure that it was perfect. Something told you to burn it ... forget it was ever sent to you but your curiosity was slowly getting the better of you
"A little peek can't hurt" You said, having a sinking feeling that you were going to regret this
You opened the letter and your eyes widened as you began to read it
"Dear Miss [Last Name],
I am glad that you were able to sign my copy of your book. I have been a fan of yours since you started writing. I adore your art ... so now I want to share some of mine with you. They say Copying another's work is the highest form of flattery ... I hope you like what I have planned for you. Fear not, I will not harm you but I want you to bear witness to my gift for you ... all will become clear soon, Miss [Last Name]
Your Biggest Fan
Of course, this scared you. You rushed to the phone, without thinking, almost tripping over Kiku in the process, and called the police. You were convinced that it had just become something very serious indeed ... you weren't sure what was going to happen, but you doubted it was going to be good
-2 Hours Later, at the Police Station-
You were sitting in a small room, waiting for the Police Officer. You had told her about what happened and how worried you were, but she had to run it by her supervisor to see if it was worth investigating. In your opinion, that was incredibly stupid. You were frightened that something was going to happen to you or someone you cared about and it annoyed you that the policewoman you talked to wasn't taking you seriously. She was one of those people that looked at you as if you were something nasty she found on the bottom of her shoe and doesn't care who she steps on to get where she's going
"What a bi-"
You were taken by surprise when the door opened and a handsome man came in with the bitchy policewoman. You couldn't take your eyes off of him ... his eyes where shining emeralds that demanded your undivided attention and his blonde scruffy hair indicated that at some point he was a trouble maker or a punk rock fan. There was something about him that told you that he was a gentleman ... most likely his tidy, well kept suit and tie along with his polished shoes
"Hello, Miss [ Last Name]. I'm Detective Inspector Arthur Kirkland ... I believe you received something suspicious in your mail?" He said
You nodded, putting the box on the desk and explained what happened as he approached. He opened it and took out its contents, presumably so he could examine it closer
"I'm only scared because it's what happened to the victims in my book, The Dollmaker" You said, a little embarrassed
"Ah, yes. I am a fan of your work Miss [Last Name]. Perhaps you could sign my copy of your book later?" He said with a sweet smile
"I w-would be happy to ... if you can help me, of course" You muttered, fidgeting
In truth, you were very shy around men ... especially men that were as attractive as the hot blonde standing in front of you, who gave a small chuckle after you spoke
"Such a tease. I agree with you, I think this could potentially be very serious ... I'll put one of our cars outside your apartment for the night, just to be safe. How does that sound?" He asked, receiving a glare from the policewoman next to him
"Thank you, Mr! You're a life saver" You said with a smile
"It's no trouble at all, Miss [Name]. Take care, alright?"
"O-Of course, Mr Kirkland" You said, standing up
And thus, you left for home, escorted by the cop that was to stay outside your apartment building for the night, which was very comforting and meant that you would be able to sleep without worrying about your safety ... and you got to go home in a Police car! You knew that Kiku would be happy to see you when you got home, as you had been gone most of the day (the bitchy policewoman made you wait a ridiculously long time to be seen). But you were glad you had peace of mind, if only for the night ...