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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

"Milady?" Addison asked, puzzled by Jane's interest in Sylvester Crowley's cellmate. His lady sure was brave to always walk where one didn't think to.

The warden eyed Jane up and down before nodding. "Alright, consider it arranged."

Jane and Addison were led to a private room where they waited for Teddy Walsham. Soon, Teddy was brought in, his legs and hands shackled. The warden informed them, "Not more than ten minutes."

"That's good enough," Jane replied. Once the warden left, she turned to Teddy. "Were you trying to tell me something earlier?"

"I did, milady," Teddy responded. "I think I know what you're looking for."

"What do you mean?" Addison asked, sceptical of the prisoner's intentions.

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