Dead Mosquitos

<p></p><p>Don't look for my name - look at what I've done.</p><p>In Chennai I carried out a series of murders under the name Dead Mosquitos. I killed them - carefully artistically - and turned each victim into a photograph. I sealed the images in envelopes and sent them to the police using pigeons.</p><p>The police began investigating trying to do their job trying to find me.</p><p>Meanwhile kathanayagan - intrigued by the murders - began writing a serialized novel titled Dead Mosquitoes inspired by my crimes.</p><p>On one side was Vikraman the determined officer. On the other the curious storyteller.And then there's me.</p><p>Who am I?</p><p>Where am I?</p><p>They both searched for me tirelessly. But only I know the answer. Only I know where I am.</p><p>To be precise I'm hidden in the final chapter.</p><p>If you dare read it.</p><p>Maybe you'll find me.</p><p>Maybe you'll catch me.</p><p>-DEAD MOSQUITOS</p>