Currently #writing on a little #murdermystery #mystery #shortstory #story that I'm super excited for! It's a puzzle-plot impossible crime in the tradition of #AgathaChristie and #JohnDicksonCarr! It's called "The Ghost of Duelist's Perch".
It's an impossible crime story about the occult club of Younglawe University traveling to the supposedly haunted landmark of The Duelist's Perch, a pair of twin cliffs where once upon of time it was customary for men to conduct gun duels from opposite cliffs.
It's said that a farmer lost his life on these cliffs after challenging a rogue for his life over his treatment of the farmer's daughter, and, unsurprisingly, rather than conducting a fair duel on the up-and-up the rogue approached the farmer from behind and shot him in the back of the head. Now the two cliffs are defunct as a site of duels as stories began to spread of ghost bullets manifesting out of the air and it's believed that this is the vengeful spirit of the farmer, haunting the Duelist's Perch, waiting for the rogue to return for a proper rematch.
Naturally, the Younglawe University Occult Club is on the scene, ready to put their lives on the line to capture a photo of this supposed gun-toting phantom! And with his life, one of the club members certainly paid. While standing at the Duelist's Perch that night, the club's president Ernest Mitchell was shot to death through the chest! And yet, no human being could've fired that bullet...
Ernest Mitchell was shot a few hours after the end of an unexpected snowstorm, and he was certainly shot through the chest from the opposite cliff than the one he stood on; there was nowhere else from which the fatal bullet could've been fired. And yet, despite that, upon investigating the other cliff where the killer must've stood, the Occult Club finds that there were only seven footprints, which begin and end at the peak of the cliff. However, these footprints also prove that the killer never walked away from the crime scene. Based on the footprints, it simply looks like the killer manifested out of thin air, killed the victim, took a few steps, and then returned to the ether! It's impossible for a human to cross this snow without leaving more footprints behind, and yet they did! A killer who can walk over snow without leaving a trace, a murderer lighter than air...
The Occult Club is convinced they've found evidence of the supernatural, but Maria Sharp, the club's "Resident Skeptic" is worried about the possibility of this murder being committed by one of her own club-mates, and she sets out to prove how a human could commit this seemingly impossible murder!