| rdfs:comment | - Ian, for a few days had been kinda eccentric, sort of mad. He was a conspiracy nut, believing in all sorts of crap. Like he would believe that the Government was trying to create demon-like animals, by mixing cow and pig DNA. God, he was wrong and everyone else around him thought so. He was the lonely type, just spending time on his computer and talking to his pals on these random conspiracy nets. You see, when I got home and place the laptop on my table and opened the folder, all sorts of things fell out: case files, stuff from a website and various photos of famous landmarks.
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| abstract | - Ian, for a few days had been kinda eccentric, sort of mad. He was a conspiracy nut, believing in all sorts of crap. Like he would believe that the Government was trying to create demon-like animals, by mixing cow and pig DNA. God, he was wrong and everyone else around him thought so. He was the lonely type, just spending time on his computer and talking to his pals on these random conspiracy nets. But, on that day he sounded truly scared, like someone was out to get him. What could he have possibly done wrong? The voicemail was enough to make me think that he was in serious trouble. Had he discovered something that could ruin the government’s reputation? Highly unlikely, but I still I had to find out. When I got to his house, at around 11:30 AM, the door was open. Looked like he was expecting someone, well he was expecting me so I guess that would solve that little problem. However, as I got inside, that’s when it got a little strange. In other words, he wasn't there, gone from the face of the earth. Everything was there! I mean, a man running away scared for his life wouldn't just leave everything as it was. The only thing out of the ordinary was a phone on the floor. Ian was a tidy man, kept everything in order; he didn't have OCD or anything, just tidy. I entered his study; with the feeling someone was watching me. I got what he meant by "being watched." Anyway, I'm just rambling on, bet you just want to get to the good stuff? Well, keeping to the guy's wishes, I took the Laptop, thought I should take the folder too. Might be worth something, could blackmail the government, you know all that crap, get a million quid or somethin'. Well, what I saw in it blew my mind, opened a thousand doors... Nah, messing with you it sort of creep me out I guess. You see, when I got home and place the laptop on my table and opened the folder, all sorts of things fell out: case files, stuff from a website and various photos of famous landmarks. I'll show you what’s in the file... I will go with the website source first.
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