flashfictober 2020 12: slippery, acorn, gold

The girl glanced over at the sheet-covered body that had quietly bled out on the white marble floor, effectively ending what was supposed to have been the grandest ball of the century.

It would be the most memorable at least, Barnaby thought to himself.

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