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There once was a boy who was an orphan and suffered abuse from his village residents. The only friend he had was the dummy scarecrow on the field, whom he talked to. One day, a wealthy man brutally beat the boy. The next morning, the wealthy man was found dead, and the scarecrow was covered in blood. 

Terrified, the villagers were convinced that the scarecrow had come to life to avenge its tormented friend. And it was the last scarecrow ever placed again in the fields, considering it a sign of death. 

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After scarecrow dolls begin appearing in the streets of Riddleford next to murder victims, the town is thrown into chaos. 

When the hunt for the mystery scarecrow murderer begins, it is only a matter of time before the famous Frontier Hall Opera House employees are subjected to suspicion, each protecting a secret of their own. But is that all that is going on? Or is there something unseen?

Scarecrow of 1889

"I don't understand, Miss Jane. How is that even possible?" Addison's brow furrowed deeply in confusion as he voiced his perplexity.

Despite their conclusion that Sylvester and Ricardo were the same person, doubts lingered about Agnes's involvement. Jane's assistant continued, "Agnes worked in a dance club. She would have needed certain qualifications for the job."

Jane shook her head with a sigh. "We'll have to investigate that ourselves. Some men are able to cover up their masculinity. Sometimes, because of their features, and some… he works in an opera, he might know how to cover it up. Right now, it doesn't seem like Sylvester is going to provide us with any answers."

"Do you think Mr. Crowley has been assuming the identities of Mr. Wood and Ms. Holloway all this time?" Addison queried, his tone tinged with doubt. "If so, he must truly be Lady Delilah's son to have pulled it off without arousing suspicion."

Masquerade of Deception